Capello thought that this outfit looked very dashing while watching the television drama.
After putting it on, it indeed felt out of the ordinary.
Some of the issues he was unable to understand before, he now had a clue about them.
Capello looked down at his watch, it was almost time.
He then looked up again at the night sky of Milan City.
The weather today was good, with stars scattered across the sky, perfect for tapping into the great power of heaven and earth.
"Have they all got their flags ready, and not made them dirty?"
Capello, shaking his fan, asked.
"No, they've kept them very clean, and we've already explained the significance of those twelve flags to them."
Galbiati said.
"That's good."
Capello nodded and said.
He then sat in the wooden wheelchair and fastened the seat belt.
He touched the Ouija board on the wheelchair, and his facial expression completely changed.
