บท 186: Please Believe Me

The thirteen witches stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

An ordinary-looking Easterner was standing beside a wooden counter.

He had a sincere smile on his face and didn't seem to be faking it.

But..

On his shoulder, a little black cat stood alone.

The light of the pyramid reflected off of his sacred body.

The power of the Guardian had obviously returned.

The witches swallowed their saliva.

They saw Mr. A sitting on the sofa, like a good baby, not daring to move.

At this moment, the leader of the Beast sect was comparable to a child in kindergarten.

He sat on the sofa with his head down, the pharaoh's scepter on the side, and the mask of the Sphinx hung down deeply.

He did not even dare to raise his head to look at the witches who had already come to the door.

"What's going on?" A witch thought.

They clearly remembered that they had not been separated from Mr. A for more than ten minutes!