C1022 Delaying Time

The middle-aged man stood in front of Lu Shan. The seat that Lu Shan originally sat on was his. Since the establishment of the branch, no one but him had dared to sit in that seat.

However, facing this kind of Berserk Demon, he really didn't have the slightest temper. If this guy really went crazy, then his little life would not be in vain.

In fact, he already knew Lu Shan's identity