Chapter 679

The fifth elder of the National Martial Bureau, Samson Sanchez, was a fourth-ranked pill refiner. Even though he could not make a pill that could regrow broken limbs, he had inherited a few from his ancestors. As long as they were a core member who had worked five years at the National Martial Bureau, they could get a fifth-grade bone-growing pill. “Thank you, Third Elder. I’ll head off first.” Dylan lowered his head and left. Then, Bobby took out his phone and dialed a number. It was finally answered after about 60 seconds. “What?” “Grandpa, Bladesman Divus and an unknown master who's faster than Second Elder were spotted in Jonford." “Come back to Capiton. Don’t stay in Jonford anymore.” A gentle and reserved voice said on the phone. Bobby was curious. “Why? Is it because it’s Divus? Didn’t you defeat him?” The person on the other end of the line hung up the phone. Bobby shook his head and chuckled bitterly. When he was about to leave, the Great Elder called him. “Otis