Ethan Smith's face darkened, growing increasingly agitated.
Even back on Earth, Dudley Lynch had recurrently been a thorn in his side. It was beyond his expectations that this man would still prove to be so devious in the Holy Region.
"Ethan Smith, the White Bone Club is gone. You have to help us retrieve it," Hunter from the crowd spoke.
"Yeah, for all these years, the White Bone Club has never left the Hunter organization. It's also been our protection, but now that it's lost, the organization may face threats..."
Ethan Smith remained silent.
Without the White Bone Club, the Hunter organization does indeed lose its authority, much like a tiger losing its tusks.
"I will retrieve the White Bone Club as soon as possible," Ethan Smith said solemnly.
So he said, but everyone knew the truth.
How soon can that be? A day? Ten days? Or will it take years?
Can the Hunter organization last that long?