That was not right; he had concealed his own identity. Other than Chester and Jewel, no one knew that he was alive.

As he muttered to himself, Darryl quickly returned to the hotel room.

…

At that moment, at the Yellow Sky Trading on the North-Western side of Cloudbrook City.

Zhang Jue, dressed in black, sat in the quiet office with a somber countenance. A few of his guys stood respectfully in front of him.

That was right. Those people were the ones who had been tracking Darryl a moment ago.