"Ahhh! Is that the boss?! Mister Gilbert hasn't appeared publicly in many years! I should go buy a lottery ticket!"
The waitresses in line at the front of the restaurant and their manager were excited, eager to rush over and take photos for memories.
The man withdrew his gaze and looked down at the bronze compass in his hand, puzzled, saying, "... The trail is broken."
He walked slowly down the street, hoping the compass would again show the correct direction.
But when the lights went out here, the needle on the compass suddenly spun wildly before coming to a complete stop, and now it oscillated meaninglessly, no longer clearly pointing in the person's direction.
He calculated very clearly that today a person with great fortune would appear here!
And this person with great fortune was completely incompatible with his aura; he must find this person and destroy their fortune!
In the past, he encountered such situations, but he always resolved them in advance.
