As he said that, he moved away from the entrance of the formation barrier behind him.

Brother Dasheng clasped his fists at him, and then brought Wen Zilong and the others in one after another.

Wen Zilong was very surprised.

Brother Dasheng’s strength is just a fifth-level.

The strength of the guard leader can reach the seventh level.

He was so polite to Brother Dasheng.

Brother Dasheng seemed to see Wen Zilong's doubts, laughed and said:

"I have some money at home, so I can make friends. It's a bit exaggerated to spend a lot of money on my friends, but it's quite generous. So after tens of thousands of years, I have also paid a lot of strong people."

Wen Zilong nodded.

I thought to myself: If it were me, I would probably have killed many strong people in tens of thousands of years.
Chapter completed!