A row of dark green Toyota Prados were parked there, their glaring lights filling the courtyard, making it look as if it was morning.

The doors were kicked open soon after, and several men in robes appeared.

An arrogant voice was heard.

“You’re in a pretty good mood, old man. Have you been preparing all this for me? You know I love mutton! Should I be thanking you?”

The faces of everyone there darkened instantly.

The security guards, who were hiding in the shadows, quickly jumped out. They