Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
An organization that suffered from internal strife due to the lack of internal communication was ridiculous to the extremes, as if it was a joke.
But what made it even more absurd for Winston was the fact that this unbelievably shambolic organization had rendered Secret Rite Tower’s investigations fruitless for several months…
However, if Greg's information was true and this organization was led by ten Supreme-ranks, then things seemed to make sense.
From the point of view of these Supreme-ranks, this organization might be a joke, or perhaps a game.
They themselves were the true Path of the Flaming Sword.
Greg lowered his voice. “That’s the truth. This is all the information I’ve gathered so far and I hope it can be of use.”
Winston was silent for quite some time before he eventually said, “I’ll get someone to investigate as soon as possible.”
Greg nodded an acknowledgement before asking, “Teacher… How’s his situation?”
Winston replied, "It's still fine. I mean, the situation hasn’t continued to deteriorate at the very least. He’ll definitely buy as much time as possible, but…”
Greg inhaled sharply. “I got it.”
He didn’t continue to probe because he trusted his teacher.
Joseph must have been doing his best to stop Wilde, so all that was required of the others was to do their jobs as best they could.
He hung up the communications device while his mind was in a mess as he thought about Lin Jie, who was planning something with Rolle Resource.
At this moment, the crisp clacking of heels on ground sounded from the side, interrupting his chain of thoughts. Frowning, Greg turned in its direction—
Charlotte was walking over, with the book given by Mr. Lin in her arms. The book was squeezed tightly to the chest, so close to her that it gave an illusion that it was a part of her.
"Sorry for the delay," said Charlotte with a smile as she gracefully took a seat beside Greg.
Greg impassively observed the smiling Charlotte. For some reason, goosebumps broke out all over his body when she sat down.
This feeling…
…
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