C1747 Banquet Zhong

"Lord Emissary."

In the room, there was an oval conference table. About a dozen people stood up at the same time and bowed to Blond-Haired Envoy.

Blond-Haired Envoy's eyes flashed coldly. He walked straight to the first seat of the meeting table and sat down.

"Report on the situation of the soul collection."

His voice was cold and low