Time passes by in the blink of an eye.
The sun had already set, and streetlights were slowly being lighted up.
As this was a busy street near the mall, Sparkling Buds was still full of people. Even with the threat of the cultists, a lot of people would still dare to come out just to eat the famous meal.
Of course, the cultists also affected Sparkling Buds' revenue these past days, but its situation was a lot better compared to other restaurants around due to their recent fame online. Their fame also precedes them as they truly have a tasty fried chicken that confirms the rumors.
At a bench near a streetlight a few meters away from Sparkling Buds building, a man could be seen sitting leisurely. He was smoking cigarettes as his eyes kept on darting around the area.
In one observed clearly, one would be able to see a bulge on his waist area.
The man acted nonchalant as he kept on observing the Sparkling Buds. What was his purpose, only he himself knows.
However, what the man did not know was that at this moment, he was already being eyed by one of Roland's guards. It was Five.
As the man nonchalantly smoked on the bench, someone suddenly tapped the man's shoulders, startling him so much that he choked on the smoke he just puffed.
"Fuck! Brother you startled me!" The man turned around and stated upon seeing Five still holding onto his shoulder.
Seeing Five's threatening appearance, the man moved his hands and slowly reached out to the bulge on his waist.
However, even before he could do so, Five's hands had already moved in advance and stopped the man's hands from even moving an inch.
"Don't bother about it. Follow me obediently if you want to live," Five's threatening voice resounded in the man's ears.
His voice started to crack and waver. It was clear from his voice that he was feeling unprecedented fear at this moment. Five's foot was still pressed on his back. He was also surrounded by the other guards. He knew that he would not be able to get out of here alive if he did not beg for his life.
Hearing that, a frown appeared on Roland's face.
"I'll ask again one last time. Your answer would determine whether you live or not. Who sent you here?" Roland's voice was cold as he asked.
There was no way this man would come here at his own volition. As the man said, there was no enmity between them, so he could only be hired by other people to cause trouble here.
The man shivered upon hearing Roland's words.
"I-I'll speak. I'll speak!" The man hurriedly said.
Although Five's foot was still on his back, the man gritted through the pain and spoke.
"I-it's Tiansen! Tiansen sent me here to cause trouble at this restaurant!"
A question mark appeared on Roland's face.
"Tiansen? Do you mean the vice manager of Mark Jonalds a few blocks away?
"Yes- yes! That's him!"