Chapter 937

Cameron was astonished when he continued to hear Tate's thoughts. What was happening to him? How could he hear this man's thoughts? Just moments ago, he had been battling the Shadow Guardian and then was swallowed by the formation. Could this be the Shadow Guardian's memory world? Or had he died, and his consciousness had drifted to a strange place? Cameron was riddled with questions. Meanwhile, Tate was trying to suppress his inner turmoil and focused on the computer screen. He quickly found the cause of the "program error" dialog box and started fixing it. "Tate, is it serious? Can the edited graphics be recovered?" Mabel leaned in, her face etched with worry. As she bent over, her slightly open neckline revealed a hint of cleavage. It was large and full, and there was a black bra underneath. Tate caught a glimpse and felt his body heat up. He sneakily glanced from the corner of his eye, but Mabel was completely unaware, her mind solely on the software recovery. After all, th