"It's been covered up."
Ye Tian murmured to himself, the words "Holy Hall" flashed in his mind. Could it be their doing?
"What's wrong?" Catherine nudged him.
She also noticed that among the twenty or thirty people present, no one recognized Ye Tian.
During the funeral that day, what happened was witnessed by so many people, causing such a stir in New York.
Yet this news couldn't reach Sake State.
Evidently, a terrifying force was deliberately hiding this information.
The term "Sky Covering" wouldn't be an exaggeration.
At exactly ten in the afternoon, the cruise ship set off on time.
Rochelle walked to the second-floor staircase and said to the people in the hall, "It takes at least an hour and a half to reach the island from here. There are many gambling tables on the second floor, why don't we play a few rounds? It would pass the time."
The hall responded enthusiastically.
