Chapter 80: Aftermath (1)

<System: ....Ahm, Chris Bastard, 'though I hate you for scolding and using me, but for the sake of your qualifying mission, I guess I have no choice but inform you that in about one minute, an underling of another host will intercept this cab to take your Wendy away.>

The young man whose upper body only had an undershirt on it tried hard not to tremble in anger. His face was red though. Initially, it was due to the odd and judging gazes from the driver who kept alternatingly looking at him and Wendy. He didn't know what was going on with the old man's head, but it was definitely nothing decent judging from the undermining look he was giving Chris.