C61 War God

"Langer, Xiao Dao has come to pay his respects to your Uncle Dugu!"

Xiao Qingyi was still the same, not cold nor indifferent, calm and collected. Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao immediately cupped their fists and bowed. To be able to make Xiao Qingyi speak in such a manner, it was obvious that they were on the same side.

The middle-aged man sized Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao up a few times