"Grandmaster, why did you choose me to come here? And who is your old friend?"
Zhou Chen was bursting with curiosity. Why was he transmigrated? Who was the old friend? What were the Dao Ancestor and the others plotting? There were simply too many questions.
"Why don't you guess? Although you've never met them, you should be able to guess who they are," the Dao Ancestor said with the playful air of an old urchin.
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