C441 RPGs

"What nonsense am I talking about? There are only five minutes left. If you don't die, then I am. Is there any other choice?" Division Head Powers shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Mr. Dawson hasn't appeared yet." Freya looked at Nassir Dawson, her eyes filled with dependence.

"Him? Hmph! He's not even qualified to be Elder Xiang's assistant