It was late at night, and the Academy became quiet. Because of the military management, a curfew was an essential rule.
Under the seemingly quiet night sky, undercurrents were surging. Something big was about to happen.
In the cave at the foot of the giant mountain, Camu successfully contacted Tang Zhen through a special method.
"Respected master, I'm here!"
As usual, Camu's attitude was exceptionally respectful regardless of whether Tang Zhen could see it or not.
After over ten breaths, Tang Zhen's voice was transmitted from the sky. It was calm and indifferent.
"Do you have confidence in this operation?"
Camm nodded and said with a slightly sinister tone,"Master, you may not know, but I have an old grudge with the God of justice. When I was fighting for the Godhead, I was almost killed by him several times.
