Anonymous Island, Soldier King.
Hearing these five words, the figure of Fu Meng was obviously paused. She stood on the spot, her eyes still on Sean’s screen.
“What’s the matter?” After a long while, Fumeng turned to look at the guards around him, and asked with a bad look.
Of course, Sean wouldn’t believe it.
But there are still people in the International Center who have the ability to sign such treaties overseas? Why haven’t I heard of it before?
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