"Also, go... find Gael Oscar, the one sent by Dylan Young."
The secretary gulped; is this going to be trouble?
...
On the other side, Fristy Davis left her home under the guise of a beauty appointment and headed straight for the place where she secretly met with Sword Master.
As soon as they entered, the two couldn't wait to tumble into each other's arms.
Afterward, Sword Master, satisfied with the service he received, began bragging to Fristy Davis about his 'achievements.'
Fristy Davis listened and immediately sat up: "What, you... you sent Anthony Davis a bullet? You... you..."
Fristy Davis turned pale; she didn't expect Sword Master to be so stupid.
Who is Anthony Davis? The next pre-determined President.
Don't be fooled by his outward elegance; his methods are absolutely ruthless.
Daring to send a bullet to him, is this not courting death?
