Imperial City, Inner City, within a spacious residence.
"Worthless wretch, kneel down!"
A middle-aged man with a stiff expression, swiftly kicked the middle-aged man standing next to him who was soaking wet in his trousers, knocking him to the ground.
The latter knelt there, shivering, bowing his head, not daring to look at the imposing figure standing in front of him.
"Second Master, it's my fault for not carrying out this task well, I'll make up for the 200,000 USD that this worthless man lost."
The stiff-faced middle-aged man respectfully addressed the imposing figure in front of him.
"200,000 USD is a trivial matter..."
The imposing figure emerged from the shadows, moonlight spilled over him, illuminating his stern face.
This was a middle-aged man, and an aura of authority radiated from him.
"The 'Ghostly Shadow' organization, are they unwilling to undertake the task of killing that brat?"
