"Young Master, we found this guy lurking around," one of the security personnel said, holding the old man's arms.
'Finally, some results,' Jash yawned, already feeling tired after sitting around for a few minutes, wanting to sleep.
Looking at the man's appearance, Jash doubted his eyes for a second.
The man had black hair with a few gray strands mixed in, but they were immaculately styled while his dark eyes were looking around in nervousness.
"Who are you? And why were you on my private property?" Jash asked, locking onto the man.
It seemed to create a sense of oppression on the man who was already being held by strong hunters after being forcefully brought here.
He had initially resisted by force but gave up the moment he couldn't gauge anyone's strength.
"Hmph! What private property? Who dares sell my land without my permission?" the man harrumphed, emanating confidence in his tone.
