Grandma Rong said lightly: "It was already more than twenty years before the realization of the prophecy. By that time, I would have died long ago. I don't have to worry about this matter and rush to find the son of the prophecy. But since it changes at this time, I can't ignore it."

"I am still the former high priest after all."

"What's my business?"

"If you see the Slits, it means that the Slits wants you to see, and it means that he chose you."

"So?" Fujitsu's face turned pale again.

"The son of Prophecy has not been born yet, and Fengyuan's life is dependent on you."

The little old lady looked at him seriously: "So I decided to morally kidnap you!"

“…”

Bastard, Garado is the last boss in my plan!
Chapter completed!