Capítulo 1612: Distorted time  

Dream Island.

The inn.

A long time after Gu Qing Shan had left.

In the hallway outside of his room, the fatty who wore a green baseball cap continued to stand guard.

There was a keyboard hanging in front of his chest while he leaned on the door of the room, slowly gnawing at an apple in his hand.

"It's already been so long, what kind of important guest is brother Gu meeting exactly?"

Dead Fatty muttered to himself.

-------across an array of isolation formations, even he didn't know what was going on inside.

But Gu Qing Shan was very solemn about it.

That man isn't someone who would say meaningless things.

----which means, the matter he was attending to must be very important.

After confirming this again in his mind, Dead Fatty felt assured.