Chapter 825 My Rules

• Bai Zhannian chimed in from the side, “Don’t tell me you don’t know?”
• “Well…” The Oracle rubbed his hands. It was clear the two sitting across from him weren’t ordinary. Otherwise, they wouldn’t know a thing about District Thirteen. With that in mind, he dropped the act, grinned, and said, “Sure, I know. But your last question—what do you mean by ‘relic’?”
• “Heh.” Damon King gave a small laugh. He had to admit, the Oracle really knew how to do business.