Bab 224: Imminent Clash

"Achoo!"

Michael sneezed just as he arrived at the mansion.

"Someone is probably talking bad about me, what an asshole"

Michael made his way inside the mansion after putting on the passcode on the door.

"Hello? Anybody home?" Michael called out the moment he got inside the house.

"Guess, they are all probably busy playing the game," Micheal said as he shrugged off his shoulders and made his way into the kitchen after putting down the guitar case leaning at the back of the sofa.

Michael opened the huge fridge before him and started browsing through the things inside.

"Ohh sweet, pasta. My favorite" Michae said when his eyes landed on the transparent Tupperware with pasta inside.

Meanwhile.

"The Revenants? They are targetting our Kunlun Guild again?"

A man around the late twenties with a slick back hairstyle looked at the people sitting at both sides of the long table before him.