Conley could not accept such a thing. What kind of joke was this?
The person who had competed with him was actually the chief officer in charge of the Southland District?
Did this mean he was destined to lose from the beginning?
Why did he go against Thomas then?
He raised his head and looked at Thomas. He asked in disbelief, “No, this is impossible. If you’re really the chief officer in charge of the Southland District, you can just defeat me at any time, right? Why would you make it so complicated and waste so much time? Thomas Mayo, stop pretending now!”
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