Ice Palace.
In the garden.
Wang Hao lay back on a deck chair, leisurely drinking a beverage and reading a fashion magazine.
As for why he didn't stop the Light Sovereign and the others, he felt that having Little White go was enough.
After all, the other side only had two Divine Sovereigns, and sending over three from their side was already giving them face.
Moreover, dealing with the Light Sovereign and the Sky Dome Sovereign, such small characters did not require a heavyweight like him to make an appearance; that would just be too demeaning.
At this moment, heart-wrenching cries suddenly rang out.
"Hero Wang Hao, save us!"
"Wang Hao, the great hero who rescues us from suffering, where are you!? We need you, the world needs you!"
"There are tens of thousands of heroes in the world, but only Wang Hao is the true hero. Save us!"
"Embodiment of justice, Hero Wang Hao, where are you!"
