Sitting in the top floor's private room, facing a table full of expensive dishes, Huang Xiadi tapped the table, appearing somewhat bored.
Huang Feizhong also found it strange. Logically, they should have returned by now, but there was no sign of them, leading people to start thinking in a negative direction.
Could it be that bastard kid killed them?!
The thought startled even Huang Feizhong himself. Although, as the son of the first family in the Northern Desert, he's been involved in similar deeds before, the brute, though not very bright, was exceptionally loyal to him. That's precisely why he kept him around.
Thinking that a long-time confidant might be dead made him want to send someone to check immediately.
Just then, a sound of footsteps approached, and as the brute entered, he said, "Young Master, that person refuses to come."
