“Coffee? Tea?”

"Thank you for a cup of boiled water." The man on the sofa said lazily: "A true wanderer will not easily hurt his taste."

The old man smiled silently, poured him a glass of water, and felt a little moved:

"You are exactly the same as when I was young."

The man on the sofa shook his head and said:

"I'm definitely not like you when I'm old."

The old man shrugged: "Who knows?"

"I can be sure." The man took the water cup, sniffed vigilantly, and then slowly drank it.

"Then, get back to the point."

"Now, am I a part of the organization?"

He couldn't wait to ask.

The old man walked to the bookshelf next to him, took down a thick scroll, and handed it to the young man:

"It's almost the same."

"Just just copy the contents in this scroll and sign your real name."

"I have to say that your conspiracy this time is simply wonderful, and the people above are a little amazed."

"A big guy even said that if everyone has you as smart as you, then our shadow world would not have become the only designated gang in the multiverse..."

Elliot couldn't wait to open the scroll, which was filled with strings of vows.

By signing this pledge, he can fulfill one of his dreams.

That is the [Ninth Manor] that joins the Shadow World!

This is a semi-killer and semi-intelligence organization formed by the gathering of the most powerful and elite assassins, rangers and conspirators in the entire multiverse!

In many epochs in the past, the Ninth Manor has planned countless conspiracies to subvert the dynasty!

It is precisely because of the existence of this institution that the big men in the Shadow World are not so uncomfortable to take the blame.

After all, they did have done a lot of similar things.

On the other side, the old man is sealing the archives.

An elite file called [Wildfire City Catastrophe] is about to be sent to the headquarters of the Ninth Manor of Shadow World.

If not expected, this file will become teaching materials for new conspirators in several years.

After all, with her strength of more than the second level, Elliot is stirring up the storm of the entire world.

In this alone, he already has the potential to be a mature conspirator.

The black fox in the ninth manor lacks the most is this kind of talent.

The old man has seen Elliot's future. As long as he chooses to go to the Shadow World headquarters, his future will definitely be limitless!

Not long after, Elliot finished reading all the contents of the scroll and signed it smoothly.

"Then next..."

The old man slowed down his tone and said something deliberately:

"There is a place that I think you will definitely want to go..."

Who knew that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Elliot:

"No, I won't go!"

The old man's smile suddenly froze there.
Chapter completed!