"Pitter-patter..." Just as Li Ji was standing and looking around nervously, footsteps suddenly came from the first corner of the long and winding road in front of him.
Hurriedly turning his head to have a look, Li Ji caught sight of a young man with a smile on his face walking out from the corner.
He was not dressed in strange clothes, but he exuded a kind of ethereal aura, which gave people a sense of detachment at first glance.
Judging from his aura, this young man had at least eighth-class strength!
"How is it?" Seeing the man, Li Ji immediately inquired.
"Haha," the young man laughed and said, "The leader has said that it's impossible to surrender John Doe. Not to mention one special envoy, even ten special envoys can't exchange for John Doe. Tell them that if they're not as good
