Another false promise!
Another false promise!
And the promise is so grand! So unsettling!!
Old Huang looked at the disconnected Starfire Chip, feeling a tingling on his scalp.
To be honest.
Even now, he doesn't know what Su Buxian intends to do, but neither making a deal with the Bell-Ringer, increasing the Divine Presence list by three hundred members of The Hustlers nor could it be something a small, unknown sect leader could achieve.
He became a priest of The Hustlers Sect all thanks to Su Buxian....
This guy creates unimaginable, unpredictable events, and accomplishes them in a jaw-dropping manner.
Old Huang sighed.
He looked at the floating island formed under this Ancient Battlefield projection, attracted by the singularity.
The power of black and white is fiercely battling.
"Six hours, huh, I'm not looking forward to it at all."
"So, Old Huang, you're a tsundere, huh."
The sudden sound of Su Buxian made Old Huang widen his eyes: "Weren't you damn disconnected?!"
