"right!"

"Warrior Forum!"

Iwai Zen only received the summons order, and many information was not clear.

However, he soon thought of the warrior forum.

The master of the Dragon Temple had already registered an official account before, and Iwai Zen felt that there should be some suspicions in it.

Sure enough, after logging into the account, Zen Iwai discovered that the entire forum had exploded.

Especially after seeing the post posted by Mr. Han, Zen Iwai was shocked.

In shock, Iwai Zen's eyes immediately became serious.

"Grandpa Iwai, what happened?"

"Don't scare me."

Qian Chijing's pretty face turned pale.

Iwai Zen didn't say anything and just gave her the phone.

Qian Chijing looked down and saw the letter of challenge.

....

"Belongs to the Fanlong Temple..."

"No matter where you are..."

"Where are you..."

.....

"Run to Trumen Mountain immediately..."

"Support the Dragon Lord!"

.....

...

"We want the Dragon Lord to know that there is not an empty person behind him, but there are thousands of people in our Dragon Temple..."

...

war!

war!!

war!!!

...

The last three words of war are even more shocking.

Qian Chijing was also stunned.

"The war has started...has it started?"

Qianchi whispered in panic.

However, no one answered.

At this time, Iwai Zen had already stood up and left the VIP table.

"Miss Qianchi, the Dragon Lord is fighting a bloody battle alone. The Dragon Temple is calling from all over the world, and tens of thousands of strong men are rushing to help."

"I know that my ability on Weibo is nothing compared to that of a titled master."

"But even in this mortal world, I am willing to give my meager light."

"I would like to be that spark of fire that helps my Dragon Temple become a prairie fire!"

"President Qianchi, I'm sorry."

"I promised you that I will assist you throughout my life."

"Now it seems that I have to break my promise."

"Take care!"

Iwai Zen stood, also smiling, clasping his fists heavily at Qianchi Jing, then turned around and left.

The last time, the Order of the Dragon God of the Four Seas was promulgated, but Iwai Zen resisted.

Because he didn't want to throw himself into a trap knowing that he was going to die.

But this time, he is no longer escaping.

Just because of that young man named Ye Fan! The young man who quietly went to Truman for fear of dragging down his brothers! The young man who single-handedly declared war on Truman!

His lofty ideals, his righteousness, and his boldness undoubtedly completely and deeply impressed Zen Iwai.

What a leader!

This is the leader!

Strength, friendship, responsibility!

When all these excellent qualities are condensed into one person, he is a born leader.

What if the Truman Mountains at this moment were fire.

Iwai Zen, Long Baichuan and other subordinates of the Dragon Temple are all willing to be moths that flutter into the flames.

"Dragon Lord, wait for me!!!"

In the land of Japan, Zen Iwai gallops thousands of miles.

After Zen Iwai left, the birthday party continued.

"President Qianchi, it's your turn."

"I just went up to present a gift!"

Qianchi Jing's grandfather Miyamoto urged.

At that time, Ye Fan got angry and directly fired the position of global president of the Iwai Zen Sanhe Foundation, letting Qianchi Shizu take charge on his behalf.

Intermediaries Iwai Zen and Miyamoto assisted from the side.

Therefore, today, the Sanhe Consortium has three soul-level figures, and Miyamoto Agency is one of them.

Many daily matters are handled by Miyamoto's agency.

However, facing the urging of Miyamoto's agent, Qian Chijing suddenly turned around and looked towards the ancient east, the land of Kyushu where the dragon once rose.

A pair of beautiful eyes become crazy and determined.

"Grandpa, our Sanhe Consortium will not attend this birthday party."

"Walk!"

"Leave now!"

Qian Chijing said quietly.

"Quiet, don't make any nonsense."

"This is the Emperor's birthday!" Miyamoto, the agent, thought his granddaughter was crazy.

"I said, let's go!"

"This is an order!"

Qian Chijing's words became extremely majestic and could not tolerate the slightest doubt.

So much so that Miyamoto's agent was frightened.

This was the first time in the past few years that he had seen the youngest General President, so serious and solemn.

In the end, Miyamoto's agent obeyed the order and led all the senior executives of the Sanhe Consortium who attended today's meeting to return.
Chapter completed!