A few hours later, on Shaun's "battered" invisible plane.
Seated on a special yellow rosewood seat, Jordan slowly woke up and opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw a blurred figure walking over.
As his vision gradually cleared, Jordan saw that it was Shaun. He was holding two glasses of red wine, one of which was handed to him. He still had that strange and unfathomable smile on his face.
"Deity Jordan, you're awake. Come, let's celebrate!" Shaun handed the wine glass to Jordan.
At this moment, Shaun was no longer controlling Jordan's body. The past few hours had made him very happy. He had controlled many people before, but he never had such an experience.
If Jordan hadn't instructed Shaun not to control him for too long, Shaun would have definitely used Jordan's body and identity to have fun for a few more hours and play with a few more women.
Jordan accepted the wine glass and asked anxiously, "Is Miyamoto Chujiro dead?"
