It was the last day of the contract. 0

The White Mane God King arrived at the Imperial College early in the morning. Some of the higher-ups were there to welcome him.0

Xu Hai paced nervously in front of them, fearful for Han Wu’s safety. The Angel Civilization and the Demon Civilization were in a Holy War, and Han Wu had only recently ascended into a Major God. In the event that he was caught up in the conflict, even ten Han Wus wouldn’t be enough to get out of it safely. 0

The White Mane God King, on the other hand, was the picture of relaxation. After all, both outcomes favored him. He admittedly wasn’t holding out...0