"Ha..."
A meaningful smile appeared on the face of the Storm God's Throne.
He rarely smiled.
"You truly are a smart person."
The Storm God said warmly, "I do not intend to let you go, neither Central Continent nor the Ancient Literature Society will have you..."
In his plan.
The Red Dragon was to leave the Southern Continent together with the Storm.
The reason is simple.
The Holy City is losing talent, the Storm is large, this migration can take away more than ten thousand people, which is more than enough to take the core members of the church.
But what will happen on this drifting journey in the Old World, no one knows.
For the Storm God's Throne, the more capable and strong subordinates, the better.
He certainly couldn't handle everything himself.
A single Spring Plow Saint is obviously not enough!
