Mr. Smith nimbly jumped onto the second floor of the Gray Tower, casually sizing up the silent figures inside before answering, "More or less?"
"More or less?" A Red-Robed Bald Head frowned in dissatisfaction. "My colleagues and I do not like such imprecise wording."
Mr. Smith shrugged in a very humanlike manner. "Whether it has reached the so-called agreed time still depends on whether he is willing..."
He looked at Xu Nan, whose face was full of confusion. Then Xu Nan felt himself being surrounded by a group of Red-Robed Bald Heads!
"Is that him?" The leader spoke in a low, excited voice.
"Are you the Child of Destiny fighting on the front lines against the Pro Gods?" Another burly man in red spoke in an even deeper voice, and the atmosphere grew increasingly indescribable.
"Please make up your mind. Hiring us will be the best choice of your life!"
More and more red-robed figures gathered around.
Xu Nan struggled to extend one index finger from among the bald heads.
"Wait..."
"Let me understand the situation first."
He could not say he disliked these bald brothers all that much, but he always felt that their behavior and the aura around them were strange.
Combined with the bizarre Gray Towers they lived in, they seemed utterly out of place with the entire Holy City, Ansu.
This gave Xu Nan thoughts such as, Could these guys be holdouts in Holy City, Ansu? Did Smith stuff them into my hands to complete the task Luo Mang had secretly hinted at?
"Understand the situation?" The leading red-robed brother froze for a moment. Then he adjusted his robes and looked at Xu Nan seriously and solemnly. "We are Gray Tower Administrators."
"Of course, the Gray Tower World has now been completely devoured."
"And we are