Simon glared haughtily at Esther.

“I’m in the geomancy market’s Empire Hall, Silas…” he began. “Someone named Esther John is trying to trick my money out of me. I need your help. You…”

“Hello? Hello?”

“What did you say, Uncle? The signal’s getting weak…”

Beep, beep, beep!

The call ended right after.

Simon froze. He dialed the number a few more times, but the busy tone would always play. Without Silas’s help, he had no idea how to deal with the situation.

“Looks like Young Master John won’