"Mexico," Leon said.
Li Luo exchanged a glance with Sui Yi.
On the other end.
Mexico became a hotbed of intelligence for many, while the Vatican and the Skeleton Society, having returned with clipped wings, remained silent, causing other forces to become uncharacteristically restless. That evening, the Adventure Guild's front page headline was the battle at Myrtlea Airport.
The massacre in the Chinese Peach Blossom Spring was concealed, but this time, it's sure to make a name worldwide!
The name Sui Yi finally stepped into the public's vision.
Of course, world-class experts had long perused her files over and over again...
New York, The Gate.
Within the ancient suspended red-tiled pavilion, a man floated in the air, with a fishing rod dangling a line, a full three hundred meters long, from high above to the lake below...
This is the most ** way of fishing in the world.
And he was sitting cross-legged.
A person appeared behind him.
It was Yi Dao.
