Mike left the mansion behind and sat in the backseat of an Interpol car that soon sped off towards the annual black cardholder meeting, Mike took out his phone and read the invitation he had received via mail a few days ago
'Bla Bla Bla… Oh here's something interesting, It's only allowed to bring 2 subordinates per person… something-something dress code… Weapons not allowed… Okay, I think I got it…'
Mike metally contacted 2 servants and had them head to the place of the meeting before he leaned back in the seat and began circulating his mana according to the mana circulation method he used…
