You Will Pay the Price In The Future

The years passed by, and the seasons interchanged.

The sandstone-like years were washed away bit by bit by the flowing water.

Jiu Zhongtian, who was seated in the pavilion, had already drunk numerous bottles of wine.

It was unknown how many times the gourd on his waist had been refilled with wine.

"Master, they are urging us again." Lu Jian appeared beside Jiu Zhongtian once again.

"How many more days?" Jiu Zhongtian asked Jiang Lan and Xiao Yu.

"Three days. The people from the Dragon Race have arrived. They also need Master over there," Lu Jian said.

Jiu Zhongtian put down his wine and stood up.

"You shall watch over them."

The 'them' Jiu Zhongtian was referring to were Jiang Lan and Xiaoyu.

After giving his instructions, Jiu Zhongtian left and vanished from the pavilion.

Lu Jian paid no attention.

And why them.

He also understood.

It was an unfathomable development.