The map—the map the Demon Lord had left Betty. Annie pondered for a long time, then shook her head regretfully.
"I'm sorry, but I've never heard of it. That little bitch and I don't get along. Even if the Demon Lord really left her a map fragment, there's no way she would have told me."
Still, the intelligence was useful. She could report it to the minister, or even bypass the minister and email the president directly. If the president learned that Betty had secretly kept one of the Demon Lord's relics, she certainly would not let her off lightly.
If the president already knew, then so be it. In any case, Annie had nothing to lose.
"I wasn't clear enough." Miao Teng'er raised a hand, her slender jade-like fingers slipping beneath her snowy-white collar to pull out a pendant.
The pendant was a triangular shard of jade, white as mutton fat. Its surface was carved with tiny indentations, like a field of stars.
Miao Teng'er placed the jade fragment on the table and said:
"This is the map fragment left behind by the Demon Lord. Have you ever seen one on Betty?"
Annie stared at the jade fragment, lost in thought. Scenes from her memories flashed rapidly through her mind before finally settling on Betty's snowy-white neck, where she vaguely recalled a red string.
Following the red string downward with her gaze led to a deep V-neckline. Amid the ravine squeezed out by her pale, plump breasts, a jade pendant as white as mutton fat could vaguely be seen.
There really was such a piece of jade. Betty had always kept it close to her. So it was a relic left by the Demon Lord. Annie's expression remained calm, betraying no emotion as she asked:
"Miss Teng'er, may I