Chapter 88 Xin's Direction_3

In the secret room, silence had fallen, leaving only the faint sound of Jason's breath.

Whoosh!

Jason looked down at Findelter's corpse, a trace of relaxation showing on his face.

Not just because Findelter was truly dead.

But also because he no longer had to hold back.

When Findelter appeared once again just earlier, Jason really was close to not being able to contain his laughter.

Because sensing Findelter's presence was like hearing "You have a new Meituan order" echoing in his ears.

And then?

The delivery rider had reached the pickup spot and was en route to delivering.

Recalling these thoughts, he had struggled so hard to restrain himself.

And now?

He was his own customer.

Leave a good review.

Although he might not receive it.

Jason fished out another dragon scale from the dead man's embrace.

It was the same size as the one he had gotten before.

The color, however, was blackish-green.

Cool to the touch and tough.