She spotted the man on a corner seat. His fair and clean-looking hands were holding a steaming coffee mug gracefully.

She looked up at the man’s face, but under the dim lighting, his face was concealed by the darkness.

Lana was unconvinced. She sneaked up to the second floor so that she could find a good position to take a closer look at the man’s face. However, when she was about to look up, she heard her phone ringing.

The man was drinking his coffee when he suddenly froze. Then, he glared at Yorick coldly.

Yorick went downstairs and spotted Lana who was trying to go upstairs.

“Why are you here?” Yorick asked, trying to pull Lana downstairs while she was trying to go up.

Lana struggled in dissatisfaction. “It’s him, right? Who is he? How dare he order you around?”

“It’s best you don’t speak before you think,” Yorick warned.

“Hmph.” Lana scoffed cockily. “Yorick, what’s wrong? You’re the leader of the Stygian Johnsons and you’re taking orders from another person? I have to see