C762 Primitive Future

Meng Xuan stared at the portrait hanging on the wall, his eyes filled with reminiscence. Hearing the Battle King's words, he calmly nodded his head and walked towards the exit.

Pausing, he looked at the Battle-King.

The youth had a gentle smile on his face, as if he would never get angry.

"Battle-King, may I ask a question …"

"Go ahead