C902 Memory Fragment

"Master, the Flood Dragon Clan doesn't dare to offend us, the human race!"

A crisp voice came from behind him. Xu Haotian turned his head around and looked.

He saw a twenty-seven or twenty-eight year old youth standing there respectfully. Behind them were eight burly men.

"Master?"

Xu Haotian was confused, he subconsciously looked to the side. Wearing heavy armor