At that moment, Cillian arrived at Jayrodale Bank. He was nothing but polite when facing Tyler Jones, the bank's president.

"Hello, Mr. Jones. Pardon the intrusion, but I hope you don't mind my unexpected visit!"

Tyler responded flatly, "Mr. Ulrich, you're one of the senior members of the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce, so just get straight to the point about why you're here today!"

Cillian did not beat around the bush either. "Mr. Jones, isn't it true that Supreme Capital Group keeps most of its money deposited with Gabo Bank?"

Tyler made no attempt to hide the facts. "That's correct, but I'm curious why you're asking about this matter."

Cillian smiled mysteriously without saying a word. Instead, he reached into his coat and pulled out a long, elegant box. Then, he pushed it across the desk toward Tyler.

Tyler opened it, and his previously indifferent attitude immediately became enthusiastic. "An onyx smoking pipe from Auqania! It looks like you've done your homework on