The two of them immediately responded with a wry smile.

"I'm here!"

"Disciple is here!"

Although an old man in his seventies and eighties called him dad in front of another older man, he felt that the picture was a bit inconsistent.

But at this moment.

But the scene was just solemn, and no one dared to speak anymore.

Since Lao Lang's identity has been clarified, he is the old mountain master who left the Fengyu League three hundred years ago.

Then, he has enough qualifications to stand on the incense hall and command all the wolf tribes under the Fengyu League.

Lao Lang said in a deep voice.

“In fact, I know without you saying it.

The little guy Langslayer was nothing more than sitting in the back mountain, asking for the wolf clan's essence and blood to feed the treasure.

I just want to let the treasures be given to the people of the foreign race, just understand them!"
Chapter completed!