章 97: The Holy Dragon city's celebratory feather.1

A few days later, the weather was unusually clear in the morning.

A few hundred meters away from the Ivanov family's house on the road, Tang Zhen's figure appeared out of thin air. At this time, he had already changed into ordinary casual clothes. He seemed like an ordinary passerby as he began to leisurely stroll.

As Tang Zhen walked, he thought about how to make use of Ivanov to bring him more convenience.

Just last evening, Ivanov had killed his biggest enemy, the fire Fist, and became one of the big bosses in this area!

If this had happened in the past, Ivanov would have been so excited that he would die. However, since his rebirth, he had become the spokesperson of the Oracle in the world. His vision had long become extremely lofty. How could he be fascinated by such a small power in front of him?

With Ivanov's protection, the brother and sister naturally no longer had to worry about being hunted down by their enemies, but they still had to pay the price.