The Pinnacle Of Life

The woman turned out to be Snow Whitney. Michigan’s Zimmer family, Quentin Zimmer’s wife, Easton, and Viole’s mother.

Alex never imagined that he would see this woman in Leviathan Gate’s headquarters.

Grant was also beyond surprise.

Just a few days ago, when Elder Crain left, and Alex, Geronimo, and everyone else had also left, Snow had talked to him for a while and even had a meal with him. Snow was someone good at socializing and was flexible when it came to pleasing others. After they had eaten, she had given him something he couldn’t refuse… A longevity pill.

Just consuming one would be able to extend one’s life by five years.

To someone his age, the temptation to prolong his life for another five years was too great to refuse. Naturally, he needed to pay a small price for it, and he had helped arrange a position for Snow in Department Six. From then on, Snow was considered to be a member of Department Six.

Seeing Snow in a place like this, Grant felt like giving himself two big slaps.

and there was a look of awe in her eyes. She looked at Leviathan Gate’s worshippers, who were kneeling below, then turned and bowed down to Snow and said respectfully,

happened, Alex and Grant

understand a Holy Maiden, but what the heck is a Holy Emissary? It looks like her position is even higher than that of the Holy Maiden!” Grant was just too surprised. According to his understanding, an emissary was generally one with the power to influence both the upper and lower management and a representative of both sides. Since they don’t look like a superior and a

Alex shook his head.

waved

their knees, Snow said arrogantly, “I heard that today is your annual bathing day at Leviathan Gate. Lord Leviathan is always

the greatest honor for us in Leviathan Gate should the Holy Emissary join us for our annual bath day, and it is also the greatest honor to me. If the master is here, he would also welcome you with open arms! Our sect master still

Snow said with a smile. “As long as Leviathan Gate concentrates on doing their thing and makes more contribution to the Holy Church, the master

“Naturally, I came today not only for the annual

from Leviathan Gate, who had stood

a yellow parchment, the shape of it resembling the imperial

a dragon on the back of