C732 The Mission of the Divine Perish

Before Wang Yao could offer an explanation, a man's voice suddenly rang out from outside: "It's been ages since I've seen Ruan Qingjun. I wonder how he's been faring in Purple Dragon City over the years?"

The group turned towards the living room entrance as a man clad in green approached. He appeared to be in his thirties or forties, roughly the same age as General Qin