Sitting on the sofa was an old man with short white hair in a neat haircut.

“Wh-What brings you here, sir?” Yaroslav, also known as Mr. Gabriel, cautiously asked.

“How could I not be here for something as major as this? You’d already be beheaded and dead on the ground if I hadn’t come.”

“Sir, are you referring to James?” Yaroslav was taken aback for a moment.

Then, Mr. Gabriel immediately continued. “I know the King wants to eliminate me so that people from our faction will reveal themselve