Westcott had thought Lin Guang would say something about searching for the First Spirit together with him.
Who knew that Lin Guang would tell Westcott something like this instead?
Lin Guang withdrew the power of the Space Stone in his hand and said to Westcott, "Nothing. I just wanted to let you take a look."
At that moment, Westcott felt more insulted than he ever had before.
The smile gradually vanished from Westcott's face, and his gaze slowly turned cold. But a second later, it became warm again, and he said to Lin Guang, "I see. But once this is over, Mr. Lin Guang, do remember to pay for my desk."
Lin Guang sat across from Westcott with his arms draped over the sofa, leaving himself wide open, as though he looked down on Westcott.
"Westcott, I have to say, you really are the smartest person in this world. If not for me, perhaps you really could have achieved your ultimate goal."
"Over these past thirty years, you founded DEM Industries, constantly publicized the dangers of Spirits, and kept trying to capture them."
"And everything you've done has been to steal the power of the First Spirit the three of you summoned back then. Am I right, Mr. Westcott?"
This time, Westcott could no longer maintain the smile on his face. It vanished in an instant.
"If we're talking about the First Spirit and what happened thirty years ago, you have [Sister] in your hands, so it's hardly surprising that you know these things."
"I simply never expected [Sister]'s Angel to be able to uncover even something like this. Truly an all-knowing, all-powerful Angel."
Lin Guang smiled faintly without answering Westcott.
But Westcott did not find anything impolite about his behavior.
"So you are a Spirit after all-the first male