Slapped in the Face

Perhaps seeing some clues, the Dawn Lord had the intention to recruit Zhou Han and wanted to subdue him.

Clearly, they had taken a fancy to Zhou Han's huge potential.

Such a powerful talent would definitely have greater development. His future achievements were limitless.

"You want to subdue me? How shameless!"

"Do you think you're qualified?"

Zhou Han could not help but laugh and look at the Dawn Lord as if he was looking at a fool.

Perhaps the other party's true body was an extremely powerful existence, but so what?

Now, the person opposite him was only a clone. Zhou Han was not afraid.

Even if his true body came, it was impossible for him to subdue it.

This was Zhou Han's personality. No one could make him submit.

"Is this the decision you made?"

"Do you know what it means to refuse me? You don't want to know!"

"Therefore, I hope you can consider it carefully. I'll give you three minutes!"