After Ben Lucas searched the small building from top to bottom, he finally confirmed Harrison Lucas's whereabouts.
He stood still outside Harrison Lucas's room, reached out to grasp the doorknob, attempting to gently twist it— the doorknob didn't budge.
Well, in broad daylight, it was just a small weight-bearing training, and Harrison Lucas was actually knocked down like this.
Ben Lucas's deep, dark eyes flashed with cold light. He stood outside Harrison Lucas's door, wearing an expression of cold and fierce demeanor, as if warning strangers not to approach, staring at the tightly closed door.
No one knew what he was thinking about.
It wasn't until a few minutes later that the indifferent, silent man suddenly made a move.
Ben Lucas released his grip on the doorknob, glanced deeply at the tightly closed door once more, and turned to leave...
