Philip returned to the hotel where Fennel and the others were waiting for him.
“An old beggar came over just now and asked me to give this to you,” Fennel said with a piece of broken jade in his hand.
Philip took the jade and glanced at it. It seemed quite unusual, like a part of a larger object.
“What old beggar?” Philip asked.
Fennel shook his head and said he did not know. Philip frowned, looked at the jade again, and decided not to dwell on it.
“By the way, Windsor Well just sent someone over to tell us that the Treasure-Digging Event at the Mystic Cave will be held ahead of schedule,” Fennel said.
“Ahead of schedule? When?” Philip asked.
“Tomorrow,” Fennel said.
Philip scowled and frowned.
Why would the Treasure-Digging Event be brought forward?
“Anything else?” Philip asked.
Fennel said, “He also wants to know if you’ve thought about it.”
Philip pondered and said, “What do you think?”
Fennel said, “I don’t think it’s necessary to work with Windsor. We have our ways.”
Philip nodded and said, “Let’s just tell him that we won’t work with him.”
Soon, Windsor received Philip’s reply.
“Dragon King Well, Philip Clarke has refused,” his subordinate said with a bow.
Windsor smiled and said, “Okay, you may leave.”
Then, he put his hands behind his back, looked at the distant sky with narrowed eyes, and muttered under his breath, “Then don‘t blame me for being ruthless…”
“Contact Nightingale and tell him to take action!”
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