Black Rope was even more unbearable.
At the moment the Undead Army charged at him, his heart nearly shattered.
Luckily, Dean Benage was a man of his word. Instead of abandoning him to his fate, the dean opened a Dimension Gate amidst the chaos and sent him back to his office.
Otherwise, even if he died, there would be no place to complain.
"That was far too thrilling."
Black Rope sat respectfully, reminiscing about the conversation he had with Chen Jichuan regarding their 'business' deal in this very office just a few days prior. He felt dazed, as though he were dreaming.
"This was a job well done."
"That Monardo, though a solitary figure, sure had quite a stash of wealth."
Chen Jichuan handed the Space Ring acquired from Monardo over to Black Rope.
"Dean, I can't accept this."
Black Rope quickly put down his coffee and waved his hands nervously, not daring to take it.
He had experienced firsthand the insidious shrewdness of this Legendary Mage—
