"Every time he called for help, he left a coordinate, claiming he would arrive there in half a month and asked me to set up an ambush early."
"Although he's not reliable, when it comes to his own life, he shouldn't be talking nonsense, but..."
Robbin himself didn't know how to describe it, predicting his arrival location in half a month's time is truly bizarre.
Li Ming, at this moment, seemed to have triggered some kind of keyword, with brilliance flashing in his eyes.
The changes in the Shallow Dimension World, the blue light sphere fused into his body, timing perfectly, escaping from the Empire, even predicting the location he would appear in half a month's time...
"No way... This is too..." A bizarre suspicion emerged in Li Ming's heart, and he abruptly asked, "How is your friend's luck?"
"Luck?" Robbin was somewhat confused, and hesitantly recalled, "I suppose you could call it bad luck..."
