Staring at the now darkened phone, Landon Brooke could only give a wry laugh—
This Tiana...
She had always been like this; once she achieved her goal, her true nature would show without reservation.
One second she would call you Ancestor, and the moment her goal was reached, the next second she could call you the vile capitalist...
Now the screen lit up again, and when he tapped on it, it was a message from her.
Tiana Williams: Thank you, senior, [bi xin]
Landon Brooke looked at it, and a rare gentle smile passed over his clear and transcendent face.
...
Meanwhile, this whole process was seen by Bartholomeus Smith and Kevin Henderson standing behind him; they naturally could hear that it was Tiana's voice and could vaguely make out some of the content.
Bartholomeus Smith's face held a hint of a smile. After thinking for a bit, he subconsciously picked up his own phone to check—
