The waitress was already done with the payment when Adrian got downstairs.

She made her way to Adrian respectfully and passed the card to him with both hands. “Mr. Adrian, your card has been swiped.”

Adrian took the card and left Black Mamba with the alumni.

Meanwhile, Raymond tottered down the step, his entire body drenched in a cold sweat.

“What’s that man’s background?” Raymond asked the waitress with a panicked expression.

She bit her lip and said, “His card was issued by Wyvern Peak.”