C682 Friendly Negotiation

At this moment, one could only see figures rushing over from afar. The one who spoke was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties. His red robe was fluttering in the sky, and his face was rosy. However, at this moment, his brows were tightly knitted, and he could clearly sense the anger contained within it.

The most shocking thing was that this man had a terrifying cultivation base