chapter 1401 trust

Within the passageway, everything was immaculate white. The white metallic walls, the white ceiling, the white floor. Such cleanliness didn't seem to belong to the reality of everyday life. Mateo and his two companions stood within this white corridor. Cornell grumbled, "This Light Brain's taste is really not up to much, turning the place into this." While speaking, Cornell approached the alloy gate, scrutinizing it carefully. After a long inspection, Cornell said with a puzzled face, “Idol,...