As expected.
The area around the White Tower is, of course, heavily guarded.
When Lu Ran approached the entrance, the guards immediately became alert.
"What are you doing?" a guard shouted.
Lu Ran double-checked the map to confirm that the divine coordinates were indeed located at the White Tower.
Only then did he glance at the guards.
One might wonder how these people became guards of the White Tower.
In the Longxia language, Lu Ran couldn't distinguish whether they were from the U.S.A or Longxia.
However,
judging by their appearance, it was easy to tell at a glance.
"My name is Lu Ran," Lu Ran said coolly.
There was still time left on the countdown.
As he spoke, Lu Ran hesitated, considering whether to simply demolish the White Tower.
After all, for Lu Ran, it was a simple task.
A casual undead attack, or even just one of Lu Ran's Taoist Skills, could easily take down the White Tower.
Without the White Tower, the U.S.A would become a loose sandpile.
