Sunday let out a breath, then continued adding to his side's demands.
"Besides, I found two very promising children in the Train crew, but they don't trust me very much. They'll only be willing to interact with me if you're there."
The other end seemed to fall silent at once, but their breathing had clearly quickened.
Sunday did not respond, merely waiting quietly like a diplomat from Britain.
—A client who insanely piled work onto people like this could easily write a three-hundred-page PDF essay.
She had already prepared herself to be cursed to high heaven.
But—
"Wait for me. I'll be right there. We'll talk face-to-face."
The other party's emotions seemed to stabilize quickly, which was rather baffling.
Was their mentality really that good?
Was this the caliber of one of the Ten Stone Hearts?
Sunday froze for a moment. At that very instant, the two sisters beside him looked at him strangely and communicated through the demonic insect swarm they controlled.
Do you think that was Topaz?
How could it be? Sister Topaz is only that strong. How could she be sent into battle? Want to bet dinner? I bet he's a temporary avatar Father created.
I don't think Father has the leisure to spend time following a man around. If he's hanging around Sunday, he must have some other purpose. So, to make it convincing, he probably had Sister Yelena drink his blood and act through Sister Yelena's Second Personality?
Then let's make a bet.
While Sunday remained completely unaware, a gamble had already begun.
Those obvious gossiping looks naturally did not escape Sunday's notice. He could not help frowning.
What was with these two children, jumping at every little thing and gossiping about people?
But when he considered that their combined ages might not even amount