"Temporarily give up; cultivating a Death Soldier is not easy... Act according to the situation."
Lu Chenzhou's breakthrough had become common knowledge.
He believed that the master behind Lu Chenzhou was already waiting to bait their hook.
Going out at this time would be a death wish!
...
Kunlun Martial Arts University, north campus.
Vice-chancellor's office.
Star Lord Shangyang Qi connected with an old friend's call and chuckled, "Brother Wang, let me guess, you're calling about your outstanding disciple, right?"
On the other end of the line, Wang Changming's voice came through:
"Brother Shangyang, please look after him a bit; you know, since his journey he has become a major target to eliminate by many sinister forces, and even within the campus, one cannot be careless. After the Heavenly King, let me treat you to a drink."
"What drink? If it's not a century-old vintage, I won't drink it."
"A 820-year-old 'Xian'er Red'."
