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Timothy didn't waste a second before he set things in motion.

Patric remained rooted to the spot, his gaze fixed in the direction where lan had vanished, a flicker of murderous intent crossing his

eyes.

Inside the restaurant, only lan and Quentin were seated.

Quentin didn't speak, nor did he touch any of the food laid out before him.

lan also leaned back into his chair silently, with a casual, yet piercing gaze resting upon Quentin.

The atmosphere was quiet, yet charged with an unspoken tension.

After a while, Quentin tapped his fingers on the table, which broke the silence.

"Got beef with Kevin?"

"Something like that."

"There are two factions that have entered the island. One is Kevin's. The other, which landed ten minutes ago, is yours, right?"

lan remained silent, but his eyes, which exerted a subtle pressure, spoke volumes.

Quentin chuckled coldly, "Ten minutes ago, huh? That's when I covered for you. lan, you sure know how to play your cards."

lan had been investigating the power behind Forbidden Island but had hit a wall; the person was too well-concealed and never

showed their true face.

Today, he finally met the man behind the curtains, and this enigmetic figure was unexpectedly on his side.

lan was well aware that his arrival had thrown Inner Island into chaos; his previous emergence had united the powerful families

against him.

him, and willing to turn

his glass, lan slowly wrote a word on the

word with just one glance before he

refused. Never had he gone against his adopted father's

meant to rule Forbidden Island,

now, something

right. He missed the way Maja looked

distraught with grief, sifting through ashes for bones. No one had ever

he was young, he was no stranger to wrongdoing, and he could

anyone else's opinion, yet Maja's mattered to

the Quentin she wanted

have revealed his true identity in front of her as she was beaten, which

trust.

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he hadn't done that. Instead, he even staged a play to

to remember

a piece, and although he hadn't tasted it, he wanted

sweetness.

he was walking

to show Maja the last shred of his

that, he wiped away the words from the

understood that even if the man didn't agree, he would still turn a blind eye to

lan's reinforcements but hadn't stopped them

wipe

you contact

with an address where we could find a carrier pigeon that could

Forbidden Island. There was

eyebrow slightly. A carrier

must be the only way to communicate with

the puppet master of Forbidden

that his orders had been given ten minutes before, allowing his people

know lan well, but he was beginning to understand that this man's