"That's right..."
"I heard you brought the Iron Pagoda back with you this time?" Wang Yuanchang's eyes glinted as he suddenly asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Is Marshal Wang looking for a demonstration?" A hint of sarcasm touched Chen Zheng's face.
"You misunderstand." Wang Yuanchang slowly shook his head, sighing after a moment. "Actually, I have a favor to ask of you."
"I never thought the day would come when Marshal Wang would have to ask me for a favor," Chen Zheng said, watching him with deep meaning as a mocking smile played on his lips.
Wang Yuanchang is the commander-in-chief of the Central Plains Command, with countless experts under him. What kind of problem could have possibly occurred to make this old man swallow his pride and beg me for help?
Wang Yuanchang heaved a long sigh, his expression grave. "Have you ever heard of the Earth Demon?"
"The Earth Demon?" Chen Zheng's own expression grew more solemn.
