Chapter 129: The Self-Cultivation of an Undercover Agent_2

Wayne stowed the map in his bosom, while Mona didn't utter a word, showing no curiosity nor making inquiries.

Seeing her behave this way, Wayne was very pleased and said, "Throw all the suitcases in, not a single one left behind. Let's head back early tonight; I plan to spend the night at your place."

Understood, we'll talk when we get home.

Mona obediently followed orders, coming before the Alchemy Array to throw each suitcase into the gaping maw of red lips.

Five minutes later, Jeliff, clad all in black, stepped through the teleportation portal. His face looked terrible, clearly discontent with the compliance of the new recruits to the whims of the Thousand-Eyed Demon.

Unable to vent his resentment towards the Thousand-Eyed Demon, he was left to scowl at the newcomer instead.

Wayne ignored him, took the hit list, and with a lift of his hand, signaled Jeliff to beat it, not to be a nuisance in his territory.

Such pettiness!