"Sis, what are you doing?"
Half an hour later, Nora withdrew her gaze from the porthole and suddenly asked.
"Nothing much, just thinking about business matters," Kapaxilin said evasively.
In reality, she was watching Aske's online lesson through the perspective of the Golden Skull.
At the same time, in the BI monitoring room of Ratlan Palace, the priests were also closely watching this man's teachings.
In a chaotic underground garage, two members of the Golden Skull were exchanging fire with dozens of gang members, nearly pinned down without cover—God knows why there were so many gang members in an underground garage.
"Eleanor?" Aske called out from behind a load-bearing column.
"Ready," the Eleanor behind another column responded, her body suddenly shining.
