Silver Tear and Dark Fox watched intently from the box, their hearts involuntarily rising to their throats.
They knew that John wasn't unwilling to fight; rather, he was genuinely overpowered.
Facing Victor was proving to be even harder than they had anticipated.
The two wanted to discuss their next moves, but a maid was present in the box, so they dared not speak openly.
"It seems you are not at all worried about this gentleman," the maid suddenly said, startling Silver Tear.
Dark Fox glanced at the maid reflexively, "There are some things you shouldn't ask about."
The maid's face remained smiling, but she spoke gently, "Aren't you here for the Immortal Messenger?"
Their expressions became visibly uncomfortable at her words.
"I'm not quite sure what you're talking about," Dark Fox said coolly, though the maid still smiled.
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. The gentleman below understands, and that's what counts."
