CCXL. Chief Financial Officer

On their way back to the Black Sail Inn, Mo Yutong was even holding Liszt's hand.

They talked all the way about the old world's interests, movies, music, books.

Ten years ago, Mo Yutong thought Liszt was crazy, but now it seemed they shared quite a few hobbies.

Liszt felt something subtle... it was as if he had found a secret treasure and soared to the peak of his life.

Hard to imagine, his grand success had about a sixty percent completion rate. Don't look at it just reaching the passing line, but you must know this is neodymium copper!

He probably stepped into the Ancestor Realm, the level of Saints now, with the Emperor's Skill interpreted to the highest realm.

Hey! Now I'm really going to Hell, but it should be okay to enjoy a little during the holidays, right? End Saint Spirit of Tai Chu, I bow to you!

The inn closed for the holidays, so one had to enter from the back alley.

"Now is... fantasy..."