Life was truly unpredictable. Fan Lang had never imagined that the one who had led him here would be the Nine Hells King of Hell.
He had neither friendship nor enmity with the Nine Hells King of Hell, and he had no idea what the other man intended.
After a brief moment of astonishment, Fan Lang said, "I saw portraits of the Nine Hells King of Hell in the mortal world long ago, and they left a deep impression on me. To meet you in person today is truly the fortune of three lifetimes."
"Hehe, you flatter me, young friend," the Nine Hells King of Hell said with a slight smile.
"I came so suddenly that I had no time to prepare a meeting gift for you, King of Hell. I hope you will forgive me."
"It should be I who apologizes to you. Without your consent, I activated a formation and forcibly brought you here for a while. I hope you will not take offense, young friend."
"If the King of Hell wished to summon me, a single letter would have sufficed. Why make such a grand fuss? First there was the Blood Feud Soul Summoning Array, then I was forcibly drawn into the Yellow Springs World. It gave me quite a rough time and even affected the Heroes Gathering. I would not dare blame the King of Hell; I simply feel there was no need for it."
"You have wronged me, young friend. Things are not as you think. Come, come, do not stand there while we talk. Sit here," the Nine Hells King of Hell invited.
"Then I will gladly accept." Fan Lang remained neither servile nor overbearing. He flipped down from Xiao Jin's back, strode to the other side of the stone table, and sat on