The middle-aged man speaking was, of course, Commissioner Zhang.
Half an hour ago, the Commissioner was waiting outside the storage station, and now the seniors had finally finished.
Upon hearing Commissioner Zhang's words, the atmosphere inside the storage station froze.
The great monks originally had joy on their faces from their recovered strength, but thinking of the monster horde attacking Huaxia Nation from Neon Island, their expressions gradually became serious.
Outside the crowd, King Arthur drew his sword and yelled in awkward Mandarin: "Let's go! We are off to face these monsters created by the Skuru people!"
Immediately, a large monk echoed: "Right! Let's set off now!"
"Had it not been for my not yet fully restored strength, I wouldn't let these messy things run amok!"
"If only the Skuru were here, I would definitely let them know our power!"