“My Liege, we’ve finally uncovered something!”

In the most luxurious villa in West River Institution, the long-absent Drake and Myst knelt on one knee before Dustin. Their voices trembled in excitement.

“What is it? Speak,” Dustin said while his gaze locked onto both of them.

He had tasked them with investigating the annihilation of the Fox family and tracking down any leads regarding his younger sister’s whereabouts.

“We discovered that someone in Grayvale once came into contact with your sister when she was an infant. He might know where she is now,” Drake said.

Dustin’s demeanor turned serious.

“Who is this person, and where can I find him?”

“He’s Wilhelm Proud, the branch leader of the black market in Grayvale,” Drake said.

“I’ll handle this myself,” Dustin said and got up from his seat.

An hour later, Dustin arrived at a dimly lit alleyway somewhere in Grayvale.

This was the location of the North Border branch of the black market.

Black ma