"... I really don't know anything else."
Dechuan Guangcheng collapsed on the ground, drenched in sweat.
Though he seemed uninjured physically, his complexion was extremely pale, and his eyes were dull.
Ao had already removed her mask, her pretty face filled with cold indifference, legs crossed as she sat deep in thought in the boss's chair, seemingly consolidating the information she had gathered.
Then, to be sure, she took out several Go pieces endowed with investigation and divination functions, continuously placing them on the table.
After confirming multiple times, she picked up a communicator and spoke into it.
"It can already be confirmed, it's a strong entity named 'Hong Xuanji' who crossed worlds, and the target should be the Chosen One of this world.
