Westcott waved, Artemisia and the man looked at each other, bowed slightly to Westcott, and then left. Artemisia was still able to remain calm, but the man was already scared out of his wits. The way Westcott looked at him just now was like looking at a dirty insect or alien that could crush him at any time.
He didn't want to stay here any longer.
"Is this your guardian?"
Kurumi Tokisaki leaned next to Ye Feng, his tone was relaxed, and his eyes fell on the book in Niya Honjo's hand. The book was made of strange materials, and the cross-like decoration seemed to symbolize the Western "holy scripture" or "gospel".
Chaos! ! How to read?