Chapter 915

The Pharaoh's eyes were slightly red. Ever since discovering that Nina was Ivy, he had stopped wearing his mask. His expression was not good at the moment.

Micah could try to persuade Nina on the Pharaoh’s behalf, but he could not empathize with some of the Pharaoh's actions.

Micah coldly retorted, "If you don't trust my words, then make your own arrangements."

With that, Micah turned and left the council chamber without looking back.

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In the presidential palace of Salterra, the man who the president had ordered to be saved had regained consciousness. His face was injured and wrapped in white bandages, making him look like a mummy.

The president frowned at the man lying motionless on the bed. "Are you trying to defy me?"

If he had not kept people around him constantly, this man would not even have the chance to lie here and move his eyes.

"No," the man croaked, his voice hoarse from lack of use.

The president smirked. "If that’s true, you wouldn’t be acting this way. Take