Chapter 3294 Anemoi Pavilion

"Those guys at the garbage collection station demand money every time we try to throw out our trash," the little girl said. "We can't afford that, so we just leave it here." After getting his answers, Matthew stood up and handed out the candies he'd promised to each child.

"Are you here to help us?" the same girl asked, her voice full of hope.

Matthew paused for a moment, then smiled gently, resting his hand on her head. "Yes, I'm here to deal with the bad guys. Once they're gone, you won't have to live like this anymore."

As he walked back to the car, the children lined up on either side of the road, watching him in awe. Maybe it was the candy, or maybe Matthew had become a hero in their eyes. Once they were back on the road, the crown prince glanced at Matthew's calm expression and sighed. It was moments like these that reminded him why Matthew was the boss. A few simple questions, some candy, and Matthew had already grasped the situation. The crown prince knew he had a lot to learn.

"Crown prince, head to the Anemoi Pavilion," Matthew instructed, his tone steady.

planning his next move. The Anemoi Pavilion was

mud-splattered SUV pulled up in front of the hotel, a doorman quickly approached. "Do you have

"I'm Matthew Larson."

checked his notebook, then immediately stood straighter, his demeanor turning respectful. "Ah, Mr. Larson! Please, follow me." Matthew and the crown prince exited the car, handing over the keys.

people-leaders of various Dewsbury families, each worth millions. At the head of the table sat a middle-aged man named Glaucus Mirren. While he wasn't officially the

wasn't just the head of the Mirren Family; he was also the president of Dewsbury's Martial League. If he hadn't

now.

having waited for

no one in the

Dewsbury, everyone scrambled to learn his itinerary, eager to arrange a banquet in his honor. These leaders

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