"I found the whereabouts of a Tarot Card."
The young man placed a note on the table.
—This trick always works.
Xu Xingke cares the most about collecting those missing Tarot Cards.
Through this trick, he has significantly closed the distance with him, and even during the previous White Night battle, he praised him.
Xu Xingke wiped his mouth, picked up the note and glanced at it, then smiled and said:
"This information should be real."
"Zhang Yang, the things you've done for the Tower of Tarot, I'll keep in mind."
"It's all what I should do—after all, I am a member of the Tower of Tarot," said the young man.
Xu Xingke smiled, just about to speak to him when suddenly his brow furrowed, he stood up and said:
"I'll be back soon, you guys go ahead and eat."
He got up and walked out.
The others, seeing this, were accustomed to it, not even raising their heads, continuing to eat their meals.
