Hearing Poseidon Robton's firm confirmation, Fang Chenyi finally felt completely at ease.
If the other party hadn't been carrying a Rune Stone, it would have been a different story whether he'd have come at all.
After dinner, Fang Chenyi declined their offer of entertainment, instead requesting a room to rest.
Fang Chenyi wasn't tired, nor did he feel like sleeping. But honestly, there was little about the Poseidon Clan's estate that piqued his curiosity.
This was mainly because Fang Chenyi had never had much interest in Western civilization, even from a young age.
Of course, just because Fang Chenyi wasn't interested didn't mean others weren't. This included one very special individual: Vajra.
Time passed bit by bit. Fang Chenyi lay in his room, chatting endlessly on the phone with Bai Menghan, while Vajra paced back and forth.
If not for the fact that Fang Chenyi hadn't given him the nod, the big guy would have already run out to go wild.
