
Not just them. Wesley Allen is waiting. All the great figures from
fairbanks' illegal circle is waiting.
Greencliff was like a big piece of fatty meat dangling in front
they can only see it and not eat it. It's true
a really annoying situation.
Greencliff is now experiencing rapid development and the situation is changing almost
every day. If they miss their chance now, it may be difficult
to enter later.
Nicolas's legs can't heal completely, but at least he can walk. He's limping
his face was filled with anger all the time.
"No sound from Mr Rane?" he just has to ask.
"Nothing," Gus Thompson shook his head. "He's still chanting
sutra, eat vegetarian food and read every day."
This doesn't sound like what the leader of the illegal circle would do
Fairbanks, but Master Rane is that leader.
"What about the Mask Club?"
"I heard that someone from the north was coming. But he only came for
one day, don't do anything and go."
Nicolas found it hard to sit still. Gus Thompson is the same
uneasiness. They search for Wesley Allen to find that neither does he
can sit still.
At this rate, they would miss the opportunity.
Many bosses in the illegal Fairbanks circle are just looking. But everyone knows
that if they keep looking like this, they'll all lose
occasion.
Wesley Allen called the bosses and asked them to come to the Club
Masquerade and look for Master Rane to ask about what to do
exercised.
The Mask Club.
This is a very special place in Fairbanks.
There's good food, good wine, beautiful women, paintings, antiques, everything.
Most importantly, there is information here. You can buy information about what
only here, unless you can't afford it.
It is not easy to enter this club. Without an invitation, you can't even
through the main door. Most people have only heard of it but
never been in before.
Apparently someone must be worth at least $1 billion to get through the door
major.
Wesley Allen comes with another boss from an illegal circle.
They had agreed to come together, but they did not know if
Master Rane will see them.
like Greencliff, but there are no problems in working together for now.
Some of them entered the club and sat in a room
small-time. Someone immediately sent tea.
Wesley Allen did not care to be polite. He immediately began to drink
his tea. This tea is worth a million dollars, so it would be a huge waste of money if
he didn't drink it.
After a long time, Master Rane did not appear and some of them
they start to look impatient.
"Butler, is Mr Rane here?"
There was a middle-aged man standing there. Her hair is a little white, but she
still looks very alert. He's Lord Rane's butler, and all
people only knew his last name was Zed but no one knew the rest
her name. He was also the person in charge of the Mask Club.
So even Wesley Allen and the other bosses had to be polite to this butler.
"He was around, but he was chanting silk," Butler Zed said with a smile
and his eyes were half closed.
"Please don't worry. Why don't I bring another teapot?"
Wesley Allen waved his hand and said no need. This pot is precious
a million dollars. One pot is only to give Master Rane business, but two pots
spending unnecessary money. He was willing to spend a lot of money
for certain things, but not for this.
"Don't worry, this pot is at home."
Butler Zed waved his hand and a servant walked in with a pot of tea
any more.
After waiting another hour, Wesley Allen paced back and forth. He will look at
over once in a while, but Mr. Rane is nowhere to be seen.
"Servant Zed?"
Butler Zed looked up. "I'm going to help you ask?"
"We have to trouble you, Butler Zed."
Wesley Allen and the others had to wait patiently. They know
this is how Master Rane is, so they can't say anything either.
Butler Zed returned after a while.
Wesley Allen and the others immediately approached him.
"Hows it? Is Mr Rane gonna see us?"
"Mr Rane went to rest." Butler Zed continued to smile politely. "But I
got the answers you're all looking for."
"How's it?"
All their eyes sparkled at this.
"There's no sign of north at Greencliff."