Egypt, in that mysterious manor.
Two elderly people in white stood quietly.
One was Khufu and the other person was the current Pharaoh.
"Ancestor, just now, there had been news from China. Although the Qiao Family has stored security for decades, it's still too weak. Without any suspense, the whole family was destroyed." The current Pharaoh held his silver scepter and said with a little fear.
"I know." Next to him, Khufu stood quietly.
"Ancestor, in addition to China, the forces we have deployed have been hindered globally, and have even quietly expanded to the battlefield. The forces of many countries have also participated. The possibility of victory is almost…"
Pharaoh's voice continued but paused at the end.
Khufu interrupted directly, "Those forces are just victims. Only the Pyramid here in everything. For many years, I have hidden everything in there, only waiting for the day when Master comes to take it."
Age may wrinkle the face, but lack of enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.