The person in the room reached out and took the storage device from a distance, opened it, quickly scanned it, and finally smiled unreservedly, gesturing for the man with the collar to leave.
It wasn't until he left the room and the automatic door closed that the man with the collar finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the master seemed very happy this time and didn't torment him...
He was really lucky. The previous informants who didn't bring good news were tortured to death by the master with those potions, venting his anger, and he actually came across good news...
If he had stayed a little longer just now, would there have been a reward...
The man with the collar suddenly widened his eyes, his hands tightly gripping the collar on his neck, but how could he, only a Tier Two Transcendent, destroy this unknown material collar?
