"Of course, it's a pleasure to cooperate."
Fang Heng agreed on the surface, but in his heart, he had become somewhat immune to the Federation's grand promises.
After Augustine and the others left, Fang Heng's gaze pierced through several prism columns, landing on one of the black prism pillars located near the center of the hall.
It was that one.
The lingering aura of the Seed of Ouroboros was quite obvious.
Fang Heng wasn't sure if Emery had truly entered that one, but at least the Seed of Ouroboros had stayed around that prism pillar for a while.
Fang Heng then scanned the surroundings and looked at Charlene among the crowd. Just in time, she also turned her gaze toward him.
The two exchanged a brief look.
Several players had already examined and chosen the suspicious prism pillar, attempting to enter it, vanishing from the hall.
Fang Heng walked directly to the prism pillar that held the aura of the Seed of Ouroboros and gently placed his hand on the pillar.
"Whoosh!"
