The disciple responsible for waiting on True Immortal Hailong had never seen the masked cultivator standing before him.
The stranger's identity, perhaps, was not quite what it seemed.
"I am in charge now. If you have any demands, speak them freely."
Fang Chen nodded with a smile.
The middle-aged man’s eyes flickered, and he spoke in a deep voice, "I have only one request: stop keeping the young lady imprisoned here. We have nowhere to run on this island anyway."
Chapter 116