It had become glaringly obvious to most of them. They had been strictly ordered to collect massive amounts of information about that man—his business activities, his daily life, the women he slept with, absolutely every little thing. And the violent events he was recently involved in made it abundantly clear: their stoic commander was personally after him.
But the burning question was, why? Especially when she had been deeply engaged in a bloody conflict at the far border zones. She shouldn't have even known a spoiled billionaire like Cruxius Blac personally.
"I'm going to finally meet that man."
Given their intense loyalty, she at least mustered herself to give them a direct, simple answer before clearly taking a firm stance, preparing to leap from the staggering height of the building.
The man frowned deeply. "Wouldn't he be securely on that train?"
