Lan Xuanyu looked at the two old men; there was nothing he could say. This was simply not something he could decide.
He initially planned to sit back and watch the tigers fight, to observe the capabilities of the various species and the combat methods of the Deep Red Realm. But now, he directly became the commander of this war. Such a quick change in identity!
He truly wasn't keen on having two more followers around! That would be very inconvenient for him.
"We have no objections," the Sky Horse Knight said calmly, but the light flickered in his eyes, pondering something.
In fact, regardless of whether it was him, the Eight-Armed Demon God King, or the Golden Mantis King, they all had a thought in their minds. What did it mean that this Lan was placed in this commanding position at such a crucial time?
