"You mentioned Petyr Gillen. How can I meet him?" Andrew pressed on.

Jimmy's legs were broken, blood pooling around him. Yet, the man's vitality was impressive. He was still writhing on the ground.

He scoffed. "You? A lowly outsider like you has no right to meet Mr. Gillen. City of Hope has a hundred thousand people. But those who can actually meet him? Less than ten. Especially since you're a disgusting pest from Holtrien… He despises Holtriens the most!"

He hissed, "But don't worry. You won't have to wait long. Since you dared lay a hand on me, Mr. Gillens will have your head mounted on the city gates before you know it!"

Andrew smiled. Jimmy still had the nerve to threaten him, even now. Clearly, he had not been ruthless enough since arriving in this place. Otherwise, a crawling insect with broken legs would not still be barking like this.

"Are you sure I really can't meet him?" Andrew asked, as if confirming one last time.

Jimmy, bleeding out and barely conscious, still manag