C268 CHAPTER268 THE SUN ORIGIN GRASS WORTH TENS OF BILLIONS

"What are you up to?" Sam Moreels asked, taken aback. His demeanor was puzzling; he looked as though he'd just emerged from the slums.

"Boss, we ran into a pack of terrifying white wolves. The weakest among them had combat strength of at least three to five stars! And the strongest? They could give ordinary flight attendants a run for their money..." Ruff Ricci explained