Huaxia, on the highway not far from Capital City.
"Mission?"
"Is it urgent?"
As Empress sped along, she answered the phone, repeatedly raising her eyebrows.
After a three-minute call, she nodded and said, "I understand, I'm heading over to meet them now."
Hanging up, she was still quite puzzled.
What's going on? Dragon Gate has actually formed a strategic alliance with the Twelve Divine Halls to investigate an organization together?
And this mission involves working with the God of Slaughter and Apollo, the Sun God?
Sigh!
No choice!
I'll have to temporarily let go of that brat who wrote the divorce letter, just let him bounce around a bit longer!
…
"What are you doing?"
Capital City, Violet Holiday Hotel.
As Ye Huan just arrived at the open-air balcony of the presidential suite, he saw a golden object flying towards him.
Upon seeing what this golden object was, he raised an eyebrow and asked, somewhat perplexed.
"Congratulations on your wedding."
