At this moment, Xu Mingqian stood up and walked straight to Xie Jiuhan. He said in a complicated voice, "Night God of A Dark Organization, greetings Ninth Master, no, greetings Tian Sha!"
The corners of Xie Jiuhan's mouth curled up as he faced Xu Mingqian. He sat on the sofa like a clock. He was clearly just sitting, but he gave off an unattainable feeling. His abnormally handsome face was filled with a cold and arrogant expression. When he found out that Xu Mingqian was the Night God, there was no change in his expression or surprise. It was as if he did not take the other party seriously.
Finally, it was the Sword God's turn. He walked over and bowed to Xie Jiuhan. "Hello, Ninth Master. I am the Sword God of A Dark Organization. God or not is just a code name. I'm just an ant in front of the Ninth Master. Please have some tea, Ninth Master!"
