Chapter 639 (1/2)

Chapter 639: I’ Back

“Quit your nonsense” Chu Dong’s tone was harsh with the Gouro hoh Do you think he’s the sa hi eyes out, twenty years ago? Then he was fine, until the day he heard you becaet uard In his own clumsy way he told us he was lost And why not? HeHe very loudly clai to come here himself to represent the Chu faive the e?”

The Goure of a powerful, dictatorial, stubborn man collapsed in his mind’s eye In its place was an old man, pale faced and infirm

“I’o back with you!” The words tu his admonitions was too much to bear

Chu Dong silently nodded his head, and patted the Gourmet’s shoulder “I have vital crystals to buy” He turned away and began to walk toward Skyfire Museum

“Brother, wait ato catch up

“H turned back

“You don’t need to bid,” the Gour up for the vital crystals”

A voiceless appreciation sparkled in Chu Dong’s eyes After a moment he answered with a nod “There’s a lot of politics surrounding this business, I’ames are played I’m confident we’ll be fine”

“Alright,” the Gourmet replied

Ordinarily Skyfire Avenue was a te with boisterous conversation Standing at the front doors, security was being directed by none other than the head of Skyfire security, An Liu Inside, security personal wandered the rooms atchful eyes

An Liu was dressed in a bright silver flight suit, no different than any other day of work as far as she was concerned Cold eyes scanned everyone who crossed her path Guests required an invitation and a pat-down before they could come in

All three Alliances were represented by eighty four delegates Only affluent Eastern faovernment had all the crystals it needed already

An Liu’s eyes suddenly narrowed, inexorably drawn to large figure coht yellow hair, and was clad in white from his suit to his pocket kerchief Handsoure, he earned quite a lot of attention However, An Liu was most interested in his eyes They were deep, turbulent eyes that defied age Wisps of power radiated frouish, but beneath them one could feel a vast tension

As the ed man walked toward the museum, he stopped and lifted his head As his peered upon the old structure, he looked almost disappointed For a moment he stared, then approached the door and produced his invitation

“hello, Sir Metatron Please co over the man’s invitation

Indeed, this white-suited els for the Pontiff, Metatron He was the on himself But that final breath had already eluded hienetica The decoction catapulted an Adept through the levels, but when they reached their peak it caused probleled, but he was still no closer to a breakthrough

The Archangel smiled, and offered a polite nod He was the perfect public face for the Pontiff’s Citadel Since each organization was only permitted to send one inspector, they had to send their best

Another figure silently appeared before An Liu Like Metatron, he bore a supernatural allure In contrast, however, he was clad from head to toe in formal black attire His short, dark red hair was a little disheveled, but it also added to his roguish char wolances

“Your invitation?” An Liu calmly asked