C2843 The Host

"Jiejie, this position is a bit higher, it really is different." Huai Lingyu stepped onto the seat of Golden Boulder and looked down at Lu Shaoyou with a cold smile. His eyes were filled with coldness.

"Master." "Mr. Shaoyou."

Two Golden Boulder seats rose. Taie and Mo Qingtian, one on the left and one on the right, appeared not far from Lu Shaoyou.

"Huala