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Grom Santi, the black-clad youth, scowled. "Is that part of Mr. Lionheart's plans?"

"Uh… Of course!" Chet quickly replied.

In reality, he was no more than Sil Lionheart's lapdog—he was no martial artist and did not have many connections.

That was why Sil sent him to Zamri to lead the black-clad men.

However, they were Lionheart martial elites and naturally did not think highly of Chet, what with his insatiable greed and lust.

Even them being there was out of respect to Sil—they would not be following his orders anytime soon.

Chet knew that very well, which was why he name-dropped Sil, or the black-clad men would just up and leave.

"Fine, let's make this quick, or it'd be troublesome if Lanecorp finds out."

"Don't worry—Lanecorp would never know." Chet sneered.

He was presuming that he was perfectly discreet and remained oblivious that Noel was working with Lanecorp. And on top of that, the man with her was not some bodyguard, but the one man in Lanecorp they should not mess wi
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