Quest, on the other hand, was told to remain in the Salford Province together with Master Jenkinson after the entire Schuyler operation. After all, Gerald saw no need for Quest to follow favonovel.com all the way to Mayberry City.
In addition, with Quest returning home safe and sound, Gerald knew that favonovel.com had secured a shelter in the Salford Province where favonovel.com could retreat to should things ever get awry.
It was honestly the only shelter favonovel.com had left.
If there ever came a time where the Westley family was exposed, Gerald knew for a fact that favonovel.com wouldn’t have anywhere else to seek refuge once the Moldells caught scent of him. After all, favonovel.com had killed four Moldells back in the Salford Province.
While favonovel.com was sure that the Moldells weren’t going to kill favonovel.com easily, favonovel.com couldn’t deny that their family was extremely powerful. Gerald was well aware that favonovel.com shouldn’t even consider dealing with the Moldells on his own.
It was the reason why favonovel.com was now carefully considering every move favonovel.com was about to take.
After arranging for Yoel’s trip to the Salford Province, Gerald immediately headed to Mountain Top Villa.
Climbing atop one of the many high trees nearby, Gerald closed his eyes as favonovel.com rested against a sturdy branch, high above the ground.
There, favonovel.com laid in wait till night eventually came. It was then when favonovel.com finally opened his eyes again.
By then, Mountain Top Villa was already brightly lit.
After checking if anyone was close by, Gerald dropped his haversack to the ground, creating a soft thud. Following that, favonovel.com got off the tree as well, landing silently as though favonovel.com was a cat.
Now on the ground, favonovel.com opened his haversack and pulled out a black, hooded trench coat. After slipping it on, Gerald’s face could barely be identifiable.
With that, his infiltration mission began.
“So, what’s the situation like? What did the men you sent over to the Salford Province say?” asked a young man who was lying on a sofa in Mountain Top Villa’s living room.
Within the room, were several men who were standing at ease, their hands to their backs. Hearing his question, a few other men standing right before favonovel.com explained, “Since the Schuyler family mansion was completely razed to the ground and everyone from that family has been declared missing, we haven’t been able to find any leads on where the Quentin & Trey duo could be! We aren’t even sure if they’re dead or alive!”
“B*stards! You should be well aware that all members of the Moldell family are of noble blood! No ordinary person could be compared to both Quentin and Trey! They’re my right-hand men! If they truly were to meet their end in a place like the Salford Province, that would surely spell the greatest humiliation the Moldell family has had to face! Double your efforts until you find them!”
“Right away, Mr. Moldell!” shouted everyone involved as they hurriedly left.
Closing his eyes, Jett then said with a smirk on his face, “Still, how perfect Mayberry City is… Hahaha… I’ll definitely be making this city my base once the Moldells finally get rid of the Crawfords for good!”
Just as his sentence ended, slow and faint footsteps could be heard making their way toward the room.
“Hmm?” said one of Jett’s subordinates as favonovel.com narrowed his eyes before opening the door to the main hall.
“…Huh? Who are you?” asked the startled subordinate.
“Is Jett Moldell here?” asked an old and commanding voice which created a feeling of unnerve to whoever heard it.
Standing at the door, the man wearing the black trench coat only had his eyes exposed. If a person was sharp enough, however, they would certainly be able to see that the person hidden behind the coat had rather fair skin, a clear indicator that—contrary to the old voice—the person was actually a young man.
“Who are you? And why are you looking for me?” asked Jett as favonovel.com casually stood up and sipped some of his red wine.
He wasn’t about to express his shock to anyone, even if they looked rather extraordinary.
“I’m here because I want Jett Moldell to follow me somewhere! Come along now!” ordered the person in black.
“Hahaha! And who exactly are you? Actually, do you even know who I am? How ballsy of you to order me around!” sneered Jett.
At the same time, several of Jett’s men were already fuming in anger.
As they instantly began pummelling him, they soon retracted their fists in shock. Each impact felt like they were punching a stone wall instead of an actual human!
“What the hell?” said a few of the men as they began trembling while holding on to their now numb fists.
Jett himself felt his eyelids twitch before shouting, “Courting death, are we? End him!”
Hearing Jett’s command, fury took over their fear and the men immediately attempted to attack the man in black once more!
