Dragon King Well was startled before he laughed and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, you really hit the nail on the head.”
After that, he signaled his subordinates to retreat. The entire side hall was left with just Dragon King Well and Philip.
Dragon King Well motioned for Philip to sit down and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, there’s no grudge between us, so we can sit down and have a good talk.”
Philip raised his eyebrows and said with a shrug, “What are you trying to say? There’s no one else here, so let’s get straight to the point.”
Dragon King Well smiled, pushed his glasses, and said, “I really like your forthright personality. It’s very simple. I want to work with you. You help me get what I want, and I’ll tell you what you want to know.”
Philip frowned, thought about it, and asked, “How can you be sure that I want to work with you?”
Dragon King Well leaned back lazily, took a sip of tea, and said, “Because I, Windsor Well, may be the only person in the entire Mystic City who knows what you want to know.”
Hearing this, Philip’s face darkened.
“Are you saying that only you know the clues of the Lovelace family?” Philip asked.
Windsor Well frowned and said, “Only I know the Lovelace family’s location and distribution of manpower in Mystic City.”
Philip fell silent and pondered for a long time. He asked, “How can I know that you’re telling the truth?”
Windsor said unhurriedly, “Feel free to ask around. If what I said is untrue, you may leave.”
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