Just as Su Jinzhou was about to leave, a brilliant white light erupted overhead. He instinctively raised his hand to cover his eyes and saw a figure plummeting from the sky.
The man appeared right in front of him, looking a little embarrassed. Before Su Jinzhou could see the man's appearance clearly, the other had already discovered him standing there and immediately took a defensive posture, "Who are you!?"
Could it be that the Demon Lord's men had caught up with him so quickly!?
Su Jinzhou adjusted his expression, giving a confused and innocent look, his large eyes blinking like a lost fawn, "I, I'm here to become a disciple."
After so many years of handling those strategy missions, the essence of the white lotus had become second nature to him.
That's something even a man can't handle.
And who says other men can't be as gentle as flowers?
