After the gangsters had left the warehouse, it was just Roland, the old man, and the men in a black tailored suits.Roland was still in shock, his mind kept on replaying the scene that occurred a few minutes ago. The way man's aura felt intimidating.The way small boss got humiliated and fortunately for him, these men cleared his debt."Thank you for saving me from the hands of those gangsters but who are you?" Roland forced himself to speak.These men especially the old man can't be anonymous. They must have a reason for being generous to him.A smile played on the old man's lips as he leaned forward, patting Roland's should before heaving a sigh of relief."Young Master, there's more than meet the eyes." The old man smiled sweetly at him. He creases his wrinkled eyes."I know you're old so can you do me a favor by explaining to me what is going on!", Roland spoke as gently as possible.He was indeed grateful to the old man but keeping him in suspense is actually what he doesn't like.
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