Mingling within the crowd, a man in an ordinary attire pulled the long front of his cap downwards while watching Butler Sheng and Zhulyn place the crystals and stones on the vehicle's boot.
And in a whispery tone, he spoke into his earpiece.
"Darkness, they are about to leave. Keep a close yet distant space when leaving Burming Street." The man said in a cold tone.
And on the other side of the receiver, a playful voice echoed out.
[Ahh... Boss, with our men around, we can clearly take out this useless pauper. So why go through all this? I'm sure that if we kidnap and threaten it out of him, the weak link would definitely give us what we want while wetting himself like a baby.]
"Just do your job and follow orders."
[Yes. Yes. Yes, boss. Will do.]
Tut...
The phone call ended with the man staring at Dorian's vehicle driving away.