Nighttime.

A group of people from the Silva family led by Brent Silva came to see the Zimmers. This time, he did not give Zack Zimmer any face. His presence intimidated Senior Zimmer and the rest of the Zimmers.

“Young Master Silva, what wind has blown you here? It’s already midnight…”

Senior Zimmer looked at the crowd in black suits tagging along Brent, trembling. He could hardly speak.

Brent’s face was cold, not a trace of gentleness in his expression.

“What wind? Of course, it’s the fata