Inside the living room of the McCall family villa, only Dustin remained seated.

Whoosh!

A sharp sound cut through the air, and a long object shot toward Dustin. With a swift motion, he extended his hand and pinched it between his fingers.

It was a piece of paper.

Two lines of writing were scrawled on it:

[Jonathan McCall intervened and offered a jade pendant. Arthur Williams withdrew reluctantly.]

Dustin’s gaze sharpened.

A jade pendant…

Something capable of making even Arthur Williams wary must be significant.

As the paper burned to ashes in his hand, Dustin’s face turned contemplative.

The McCall family was not to be underestimated.

Tap, tap…

The soft sound of footsteps came from outside, and Dustin’s face quickly returned to normal.

“Mr. Dox…”

Jonathan entered with a smile with his hands clasped behind his back. He was followed closely by Allison.

“I’ve come to express my deepest gratitude, Mr. Dox, for saving my life,” the old man said as he offered a