C581 CHAPTER581 ONE HUNDRED MILLION IN SAVINGS

"So, Owen Brown, the messenger, has come to pass judgment on me?" Sam Moreels quirked an eyebrow. Did this guy have nothing better to do? After all, as the Samsara Human Envoy of the Samsara Palace, he wielded god-like status in the Eastern Wastelands.

"Of course not! I'm here to save money..."

"One hundred million Divine Crystals