C581 CHAPTER581 ONE HUNDRED MILLION IN SAVINGS

"So, Owen Brown, the messenger, is here to condemn me?" Sam Moreels smirked. Was this guy really that idle? After all, he was the Samsara Human Envoy of Samsara Palace. In the Eastern Wastelands, he was practically a god.

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

"One hundred million Divine Crystals