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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."

clever ploy to

would have offended him. Now, by

one to offend

were in cahoots; there

ado, Quentin approached

directly in front of lan, he swiftly

Quentin's fingers stiffened momentarily, then he readjusted the

hadn't registered the action.

see lan's partially revealed face; Quentin was

had readjusted the hood, the

a seat and settled

did you get a

a sip of the tap water from a glass beside him and scoffed, "What, you think I could mistake

a beat, and

sure no

in lan's

silent, his eyes lingering on

the one who

families with such ease.

hinted at

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

brains become, my sincerest

of tea with a

cup;

his face, the Elder had chosen to keep