Mr. J's recording was still playing on the basement wall. In the video, Mr. J wore a metal mask, and his voice gave no clue whether he was a man or woman.
"Don't dwell on which world we fought in before. As the loser, I have nothing worth bragging about. However, that painful lesson taught me that fighting requires talent, especially close combat. Clearly, I don't have any talent in that area, so I won't appear before you again. That would be a foolish choice."
Mr. J sounded somewhat self-deprecating. After a moment of silence, he continued.
"Oh, right. I nearly forgot to thank you. If you hadn't blown up the Ghost Ring's headquarters, I wouldn't have this opportunity now. My heartfelt thanks."
Mr. J bowed slightly, his gaze seemingly mocking everyone he saw.
"That's it?"
With a crack, Su Xiao crushed the energy-emission device. He already knew why Mr. J had lured him here. It wasn't because traps had been laid nearby. Rather, his opponent needed an audience.
A man like Mr. J couldn't be judged by ordinary standards of behavior. Clearly, Mr. J's plan was about to succeed, so he had invited Su Xiao, his opponent, here to "share" in part of the plan's completion. There was no other special purpose.
Su Xiao pushed open the basement door and returned to the surface via the stairs.
Zul City was still as noisy as ever, but the Eye Chamber was about to be successfully activated. As for where it would be deployed, Lady Nancy's intelligence indicated the Central Street area—at the very least, it would affect the Parliament Palace.
Evacuating a large section of the city's civilians wouldn't be difficult, but it would be meaningless. Once attacked, the Eye Chamber would change locations and soon reassemble into a summoning