"I''ve got a new girlfriend. We''ve been together three months, I''d feel awful leaving just like that."


    Landhor said at once, "You''re right. How about this? I''ll wire you a million dors aspensation for her."


    "Thank you, Uncle Landhor. I''ll get ready, then."


    "Okay."


    The call ended, and Landhor made another call to have someone wire a million dors over to the ount.


    Upon doing this, he sat back down on the couch with an ashen expression. "You''re thick in the head if you think you can screw me over."


    ...


    Over at the special forces'' end, a few cars drove in slowly, and anky middle- aged man emerged from the Audi in the middle before being weed by Pembroke into his office.


    The both of them sat down, with a dozen men in ck and no less than forty Special Forces officers at the door.


    "How''s Clive?"


    "He''s being detained, Mister Kowalt," said Pembroke. "I haven''t done anything but wait for you to get here."


    Shane Kowalt fell silent for a beat before saying, "We won''t be able to take down Landhor alone. He''s under the state cadres. We''d have to get the help of the higher-ups if we want to do anything."


    "I''m just worried Landhor might already be prepared for this."


    Pembroke knew that the situation would only be more and more of a pain in the neck if it was dragged on. Someone like this was bound to have an arsenal of connections.


    The situation would only be tougher and tougher, with there being no choice but to take down Landhor by force and teach him a lesson before the matter was dealt with so that no one would dare to stand on his side anymore.


    "I know. That''s why I think we''d still need the approval of the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense for this," said Shane.


    Pembroke nodded. "I think so too."


    "How about this? I''ll pay a visit to Mister Penn. We''ll have a much easier time once we have his support, and no one will dare to meddle in this anymore."


    Pembroke let out a long sigh. He had wanted to do that from the start but was just worried that Shane might not want to speak to the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense.


    That was because such a department was honestly not to be messed with, as they were far too mysterious and terrifying.


    Shane got to his feet, and Pembroke brought everyone to the Nees Manor at top speed.


    The banquet in the manor was nearing its end, and everyone was hardly upright from how much they had drank.


    It was unclear how much Wilbur had drunk as well. He was a little flushed in the face but still seemed clear-headed enough.


    Just then, Hendrix came hurrying over to Warner. "Sir, Secretary Kowalt''s here. He says he''d like to see Mister Penn, and he''ll be waiting for him outside the manor."


    Warner broke out into a cold sweat at once. What was going on for Secretary Kowalt to be alerted about it?


    Despite so, Warner hardly dared to leave him waiting. That man was extremely powerful in Hemount City, after all.


    Warner went up to Wilbur, whispering a few words in his ear.


    Wilbur frowned, before getting to his feet. "Let''s call it a night, everyone. I''ve got some other things to handle."


    Everyone got up and bowed to him, before leaving obediently.


    Warner then brought Wilbur to another smaller lounge that was specially reserved for hosting guests.


    Wilbur sat down, and Warner hurried out of the manor to wee Shane inside.


    Pembroke did not go along as he did not know if Wilbur would be upset with him. After all, he had not been the nicest to the guy just now.


    Wilbur had no idea either that there was a tremendous shift in Hemount City over just one thing he had said.