Chapitre 827: Promotion for Power and Fortune

Gus Gilles was someone who had seen many terrible figures he shouldn't provoke, yet he had only a sliver of dread toward those people. At this moment, however, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and his curiosity died out instantly.

'The Stygian Club.'

The name was a legend. A legendary organization he had heard of that boasted terrifying power and influence. He could clearly infer from Mo Awu's words that his Boss had the strength to fight against the Stygian Club.

After taking a deep breath, Gus Gilles concealed his feeling with a smile. It was a stiff smile, but it clearly expressed his understanding. "Well, let's just forget about it if it's inconvenient. Anyway, I still don't get something. Why would your Boss want to see me? Is it like last time—you want some inmates from labor camp 1319?"

"Don't be rushed, take it easy about that, Gus," said Mo Awu. "Wait until you meet my Boss; you'll naturally know what his intention is."