Chapter 987
- “Old peacock, what did you call me here for?”
- Lion Yan asked. He saw Jiang Chen and said with a smile. “Kid, not bad. You have already reached Eighth Grade Minor Saint.”
- Peacock King and Lion King were both of the same bloodlines of Lang Xingtian at the very beginning, and they had excellent impression of Jiang Chen. No one would ignore a young man with boundless potential. The same goes to Lion Yan.