Chapter 948

"It's you!" Perseus knew that eccentric laughter all too well. He was familiar with the way the man walked. He recognized his cheap clothes and his disheveled look. It was none other than Dubhe—the head of Caelum! "There's less than half an hour left until midnight. Have you made a decision yet?" Dubhe asked. He didn't seem to notice how Perseus' was practically fuming. Sitting on the edge of the table, he took an old cigarette from his pocket and lit it. Under the light of the flame, his old face appeared brighter and more devilish than ever. His face made Perseus extremely uncomfortable. The latter felt angry but powerless at the same time. "Loosen up, junior. You should know that this was just a warning. My patience is extremely limited." Dubhe took a puff of his cigarette. "Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to save him even if you were a literal god!" "My patience is waning. Don't make me take action myself. The next time, it may be your nephew or even your parents who—" "