Christie Burton and Aggie did not leave.
Every move Jiang Chen made downstairs was known to Christie Burton, who did not understand why a blind old man was left behind and given a hundred million to squander.
Now, Christie Burton understood completely. This blind old man is a master. A master who hides his true capabilities. A master who belongs to the Ancient Faction.
「The next morning.」
Jiang Chen got up; Angelina had already made breakfast.
The two sat at the dining table.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK. The sound of knocking on the door sounded, and Jiang Chen, holding a piece of bread, opened it.
Arlene stood at the doorway. "Still having breakfast?"
"Is there something so early in the morning?"
"Of course. The Alliance of All-Gods has issued a notice preparing to deploy troops against the Underworld. I came to inform you to get ready for battle."
The Underworld had not joined the Alliance of All-Gods, nor had it joined the Difiled Camp; rather, it had become a third-party force.
