It wasn't long before Felix Lawrence came down too.
His expression was grave and his breathing seemed weak. His normally righteous-looking face was now somber. He gripped a large blade, looking ready to attack at any moment.
As he came down, the others quickly made way for him.
They called out respectfully, "Boss Lawrence."
Hearing this title, Stella Sterling was a little surprised. Their way of addressing him had changed.
'It seems the situation outside has caused a shift in the internal dynamic,' she thought.
Felix Lawrence was no longer just a temporary leader in a simple cooperative relationship with them; he had become their true boss.
Felix Lawrence nodded, his gloomy gaze fixed on the outside.
The next moment, he saw Stella Sterling's inquisitive face.
The expression on Felix Lawrence's face froze for a second before his whole demeanor relaxed. A flash of joy even crossed his eyes. "Stella Sterling, it's you!"
His tone was tinged with excitement.
