Willie’s companions who had planned to rush forward hesitated upon witnessing his pitiable state, choosing to keep their distance instead. Willie clutched his injured wrist, crying in agony.

Adrian stood before him, observing with cold detachment. "Are you still inclined to challenge me?"

"Who are you? What do you want? If it's money you're after, we can provide it. Just give us a little time," Willie implored.

"I have no interest in money. I simply require your presence," Adrian stated as he headed back toward the restaurant, prompting Willie and the others to follow, who did so reluctantly.

"Willie, is your hand alright?" one of the group inquired anxiously.

Willie was about to respond, but to his astonishment, he found his wrist had healed. "How..."

"The world holds far greater mysteries than you can fathom. Stay with me, and you'll witness its wonders," the man ahead declared.

The thugs’ initial terror and anger morphed into awe. At that moment, they grasped that Adrian oper