Xue An left.
The room was left with only Griffin sitting dazedly in the chair, until a gust of cold wind blew in from the missing partition wall, making him shiver violently before he started screaming hysterically.
"Someone, come here, quick!"
Despite the commotion that had just occurred on the second floor, the first floor remained a scene of revelry and song.
It was only Griffin’s shout that alarmed the guards on the first floor.
These men rushed up in a panic and were stunned by the scene before them.
The entire wall facing the street had vanished completely, but it didn’t seem to have been destroyed violently, as there was no trace of dust or signs of conflict.
Meanwhile, their boss sat behind the desk, looking pale as if he’d seen a ghost.
"Boss, what happened? Why is the wall missing?" the head of security on the first floor asked, bewildered.
"You bunch of idiots, how the hell am I supposed to know what happened? It was fine just a moment ago, and now the wall’s vanished. Stop standing there and hurry up to find someone to rebuild this wall!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Faced with Griffin’s fury, his subordinates replied timidly and quickly retreated.
Once he saw his men begin to work, Griffin, still shaken, shakily took out a cigar to calm his nerves.
But several attempts to light it failed, and in frustration, he tossed the lighter aside, leaned back in the chair, and began to ponder what had just happened.
Griffin was a very smart man, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to establish himself in the treacherous city of New York.
And it was precisely because of this that he could fully grasp the terror of that white-clad youth just now.
It was a kind of power that couldn’t be described with words.
So much so that recalling it now still made Griffin tremble uncontrollably.
But that wasn’t the most important part; the most crucial was the sentence Xue An said before leaving.
As long as I get the answer I want, then all problems cease to be problems.
This seemingly ordinary sentence concealed a chilling threat.
Thinking about the task Xue An wanted him to complete, even Griffin, brought up in darkness and surviving on crime from a young age, couldn’t help but twitch his eyelids.
He didn’t know what the white-clad youth wanted, nor did he want to know.
But right now, apart from quickly thinking of a way to complete this task for Xue An, he had no other options.
Because he was well aware that what the white-clad youth said to him was not a negotiation, but a notification with no room for refusal.
At this thought, he sighed helplessly, then stood up, tidied his attire, opened a drawer, took out a thick envelope, and headed downstairs.
Meanwhile, somewhere outside New York City, Huyue couldn’t help asking, "Old Xue, is the person you found really reliable?"
"Don’t worry, although this person isn’t very powerful, he obviously has deep connections as the boss of New York’s poor district. If he knows about the charity event in the rich district tomorrow, then he can definitely mix in!"
"Alright, since you’re so confident, let’s endure for one more day!" Huyue said.
As for Cheng Hao and the others, they were born to obey orders, and after undergoing rigorous training, they naturally had no objections.
Soon, the group set up camp in the wild, and Xue An casually laid out an array to conceal their presence.
After everyone settled in, Xue An entered the Magic Treasures Pavilion by himself.
Upon entering, he heard Xiang Xiang and Nian Nian’s tearful voices.
"Xiao Sha, do you really not recognize us?"


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