Jordan from Mars!

If Sam failed the talent test, he would be a mortal for the rest of his life. He would definitely vent his anger. Jordan would not be so cruel as to ask him to leave all 100,000 purple coins behind. It was acceptable to spend a little.

At that moment, Jordan went from the 200th floor to the 201st floor to look for the manager named Lincoln. His intuition told him that this guy named Lincoln would definitely be able to help Jordan settle his identity, or at the very least he would be able to provide him with information.

After arriving at this floor, the entire floor was empty, unlike the 200th floor. There were still customers walking along the corridor. For a moment, Jordan did not know where to find the manager.

Just as Jordan was looking around, a figure appeared behind him.

"Sir, how can I help you?"