They all call me Great Master

Chapter 492 - 489: The Wind Rises in South Los!

At this moment, Arthur's "Bluff" was flickering like a

Sapir, who had just thrown Wil Koss onto the bed in the room, happened to brush past Alvis.

"Mr. Dorn, do you need help?"

Sapir asked.

This was the basic duty of a hotel servant.

Of course, it was also because Alvis was generous enough.

"No need."

The desperate Alvis had no intention of making small talk with this hotel servant, although initially, he had thought of recruiting this talented individual to join his side. But now?

To hell with it!

What was most important to him now was to return to the Inner Bay!

He had to return to the Inner Bay immediately!

Moreover, this young member of the Golden Lion Family, before leaving the 'Lotus Leaf Hotel,' issued a command for all the spies who came with him to continue their mission to go into complete hiding.

Of course, this was just the first step.

The second step...

Contact the most trustworthy person within his family.

His father: Baro Hamlet.

"Is this guy sick?"

Sapir muttered as he watched Alvis rush out of the hotel.

However, Sapir didn't think too much about it.

As a hotel owner, he had seen plenty of strange things. As long as the lodging fee was settled, it was none of his business.

Stretching lazily, Sapir prepared to return to his room to catch up on some sleep.

Of course, he needed to inform his sister first.

After pushing open the door, Sapir unexpectedly found his sister sitting there, lost in thought.

It was well known that the usually intelligent and shrewd Didian was always brisk and efficient, and would never show such a sluggish demeanor.

"What's wrong, sister?"

Sapir's expression became serious.

For his family, Sapir would stop at nothing.

If anyone dared to harm his family, he would strangle them.

Could it be that bastard who called himself Garcia?

Thinking this, Sapir clenched his fists.

"It has nothing to do with Garcia, he's just one of my drinking buddies."

Didian said this and urged her brother to rest quickly.

She then started to tidy up the hotel.

Meanwhile, she placed a pot of white flowers on the windowsill of the hotel facing outside.

Soon, the white flowers all began to sway in unison.

The wind had picked up.