Promotion?
This word hadn't been heard for a long time, and Chen Lan felt a bit unfamiliar with it.
But for the well-established Time Guardian, where else could he be promoted?
"What do you mean?" Chen Lan continued to ask.
He was really puzzled, where could his master go?
"Who are you, and why should I answer so many of your questions?" The old man glanced coldly at Chen Lan and spoke in a cold voice.
Hearing this, Chen Lan instantly lost his patience, suddenly flashing in front of the old man, he grabbed his throat, and Demonic Qi erupted instantly, filling the River of Time.
In just an instant, the River of Time fell into darkness, enveloping the elder, Chen Lan's expression became cold and grim: "I'm giving you one last chance, speak!"
"Boy, you've screwed up, this is the River of Time, my turf!" The elder sneered.
