In the middle of the night, a grim look settled on Marlon’s face.

After a long while, he finally took a deep breath.

“We’re going to Wolsing!”

He believed he would rise to power again even if he left Golden Sands.

The driver and bodyguards froze. Immediately after, the car turned into another direction.

Marlon knew the police were stationed at airports and train stations just to wait for him.

He wasn’t even planning on going via the highway. He decided that open roads were the safest optio