“Right. Where are we meeting up tonight?” Katy asked.

“Eight o’clock at night, at the Marina Bay Clubhouse,” the person on the phone said bossily.

“Make sure you get there on time!”

Katy had a faint smile.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be there in time.”

After hanging up the phone, Katy glanced at Harvey.

“That’s my middleman, Lara Johnson. She’s a social butterfly of the South Sea.”

“She’s quite familiar with both sides of the underworld.”

“That was why I asked her to bring me and the debtor together.”

“Who’s the debtor?” Harvey asked.

“A transportation company at the pier. The CEO is named Vance Toft.”

“It’s said he has a background in the Blackburn City Martial Arts Alliance. That’s why he’s a tough nut to crack.”

“The Blackburn City Martial Arts Alliance?”

Harvey frowned.

“The South Sea is different from Country H. There aren’t that many factions for martial artists. Everyone would join the Martial Arts Alliance if they want to train.”

“The Blackburn City Martial Arts Alliance