"I'm the one you're talking about who's causing trouble everywhere. However, I'm not a member of South Heaven." Michael shook his head.
"Not from South Heaven?"
The middle-aged man with a square face, who took the lead, felt relieved.
Although what he said just then sounded very mighty, if he had a choice, he didn't want to have a conflict with South Heaven at all.
Not to mention South Heaven, whose international influence had become extremely shocking with the help of Michael, even the South Heaven from ten years ago was not something the Red Tower could compare with.
The logic behind this was extremely simple.
How could an Extraordinary Department in a small country be comparable to an Extraordinary Department in a big country with more than a billion people?
"You're not from South Heaven, but you're an Extraordinary. Is that right?"
The square-faced middle-aged man's face was gloomy. His tone was much mightier than before.