"Hm?"
The Old Heavenly Man noticed that Meng Fan remained completely unmoved. He kept his eyes fixed on Lin Yi in the distance, his face clouded with worry, silent as the grave.
Meng Fan, however, understood exactly what the Old Heavenly Man was implying. But to ask for the complete production technology for the iron combat suits at this very moment—while Lin Yi was facing the final, critical moments of his life and standing in the path of a massive lightning tribulation—was something he simply could not bring himself to do.
Chapter 655