Clovis and the others had finally regrouped in Easton. It was a shame that they couldn't smuggle their actual bus into Easton, but being able to gather everyone here was more than enough.
"This is Mr. Canes. He will be in charge of you in this matter." Vina introduced them to a middle-aged man.
His appearance was rather messy. He had long curly hair and a hairy beard. His clothes were a bit tattered, with some ripped parts.
"Well, hello." Canes raised his hand before taking out a cigarette and lighting it. "So, you guys are the ones."
Vina added, "Mr. Canes. Please control yourself if you don't want to have a messy life ahead."
"My life is already messy, so it doesn't matter to me." Canes shrugged. "All I care about is that you follow my rules."
"Okay, then." Clovis nodded casually. "Please tell us your rules."
