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The tension in the grand hall was palpable, with everyone's eyes fixed on BLACK.

Timothy gripped his firearm, his eyes alert and piercing, as if ready to pull the trigger the moment he got a clear view of BLACK's

face.

At this knife-edge moment, a voice at the door pierced the silence.

"Boss, the Elder has arrived."

No sooner had the words hung in the air than a figure stepped through the doorway.

The newcomer wore a mask, yet it was evident he was a young man.

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Timothy immediately stood up.

"Elder, what brings you here today?"

Quentin's gaze shifted between Ralap and BLACK, his brow furrowed with concern, "What's going on here?"

Without hesitation, Timothy explained his suspicions.

"Elder, that's the situation. Fortunately you're here. You know the gentleman, so you might verify his identity for us."

ploy to shift

Timothy would have offended

one

Quentin were in cahoots; there would be no hard

further ado,

in front of lan, he swiftly lifted the black

exposed, Quentin's fingers stiffened momentarily, then he readjusted the

hadn't registered the action.

Ralap could see

that Quentin had readjusted the hood, the face was once again

settled down.

get

water from a glass beside him and scoffed, "What, you think

a beat,

just making sure no one's being impersonated

in lan's direction,

silent, his eyes lingering

enigmatic figure he had been searching for, the one

families with such ease.

posture hinted

"With both the sir and the Elder present, we've made a fool of

our brains become, my

with a

cup;

his face, the Elder