“Yes, we understand! Totally!”
The foreign men kept nodding their heads and bowing in apology for fear that they might anger Fennel if they were not careful. This was the venerable master of the Sun Hall, the Sun God Apollo. A word from him and they would die without a burial place.
“Get lost!” Fennel shouted.
The two foreign men staggered up from the floor and fled.
Fennel glanced at Mila, who was sleeping on the sofa. He untied the ropes for Martha and Charles.
“Thank you for your help, young man.”
Charles was very polite as he expressed his gratitude. Fennel waved his hand and said, “Mr. Johnston, don’t mention it. I’m Philip’s friend.”
After saying this, he got up, walked aside, and called Philip.
***
Philip was just running out of Spruce Villa. At this moment, he received a call from Fennel and asked anxiously, “How is it?”
“The kids are okay. It’s someone from the 12 Sacred Halls of the West. As for who it is, I don‘t know for now. But I’ve asked them to bring a message back. If you want to teach a lesson to the person behind the attack later, I can go with you,” Fennel said.
Philip’s eyes tensed as he said, “Okay, I got it.”
With that said, Philip ended the call and used his contacts to locate the hotel where Wynn was.
***
Harbor Hotel.
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