As James and Yemima arrived at the place, the living beings there immediately made way for them.
“That’s Wyot Dalibor.”
“I heard he was imprisoned for some time and only recently returned here. However, he only remained on Mount Doom. Rumors say he has already crossed into the Quasi Acme Rank.”
“Huh… Interesting…”
“The gathering is gonna be fun.”
Many whispered among themselves.
James and Yemima entered the tavern and headed straight toward the ninth floor.
Soon, they arrived on the ninth floor.
The ninth floor was vast.
There were only two people there—Deshawn Yansh sitting by the window and a woman sitting in the corner.
The woman was dressed in a black dress, and she was wearing a black veil that covered her face. The veil seemed to be imbued with a mysterious formation, for even James could not pierce through the veil. However, as his gaze met the woman’s, he sensed a familiar sensation. A figure surfaced in his mind.
“Is that you, Thea?”
James glanced at the woman and stared at her.
Upon sensing James’ stare, the woman glanced at him.
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