The group's villa was a panoramic mansion built on the top floor of a skyscraper.
This place was situated among the clouds, stretching nearly a thousand buildings, resembling the Cloud Summit Heavenly Palace.
Here, one could gaze up at the profound starry sky or look down at the neon night view of the city, enjoying the wonderful life technology had brought.
After arriving safely, Long Ji visibly relaxed a great deal.
With countless armed forces and high-tech weapons around, this person had actually come obediently—his fate, whether to be flattened or rounded, was entirely up to her!
Lu Yao remained at ease, even taking advantage of the fresh air here to infuse some spirit into Fran, earning a polite "thank you."
Seeing his nonchalant demeanor, Zhuge Fu, who had long held a high position, could no longer tolerate it and immediately jumped out, shouting:
"Kid, now you can speak, what exactly happened to my family's old ancestor?"
Long Ji's expression also turned much colder:
