C1443 Arranging(1)
"Sir?"
Li Tianzhu was seriously questioning if he was dreaming.
How long had it been?
A Supreme Golden Immortal was addressing a senior as "Sir"?
He still remembered that not long ago, Chen Ping was merely a Golden Immortal.
"Uh... Sir, how long has it been since we last met?" Li Tianzhu asked, his voice trembling with disbelief
