Upon hearing this, Ma Ran raised his eyes, glanced at Zhou Yu, waved his hand lightly, and said nonchalantly: "It was the Prophet who mentioned your name, asking me to take care of you."
"So…"
"No need to thank me."
"Even though you and the Prophet are compatriots, I don't support slackers here."
"Promoting you naturally means there's a role for you."
"If you can't do it well, just go home and retire."
Zhou Yu, hearing these words, knew that this Profound Immortal actually had high hopes for him. Otherwise, there was no need to use these words to provoke him.
For a young man of eighteen or nineteen, just at the peak of their physical and energetic condition, to go home and retire, what would that be like?
Indeed, before the change of leadership at the JPN Extraordinary Arena, Zhou Yu had only one thought in his mind—escape! Escape from Japan and return to the motherland!
