The sound came from the second floor of the theater's main hall.
A mysterious figure clad in a shiny silver suit, wearing a moon mask, stood tip-toed on the theater's second-floor railing with his gleaming crocodile skin shoes.
Yi Chen was also slightly startled, sensing the stronger aura of the patient through the gentleman's clothes than that of the old man in the sewer.
The four immediately assumed a battle stance, with Edmund's gun also aimed at the man's abdomen, the chambered large-caliber bullet ready to cut the target in half at any moment.
However,
facing the ever-growing killing intent of the four young humans,
the mysterious figure didn't make any defensive moves but instead walked elegantly across the railing like a tightrope walker and began to introduce himself.
"My name is Elton John, and I'm the current owner of this theater.
