Tim dressed himself up a bit before meeting Tyson, the butler of the Bullard family, this evening. Tyson held a high position in the Bullard family and was responsible for keeping tabs on Xayne's movements. Tyson could be said to control all the Bullard family's operations in Venzor. Tyson was the Bullard family's most important eyes and ears in Venzor. Tyson arranged to meet Tim at the Lyaf Cafe. The time was set for six o'clock in the evening. Tim arrived at the Lyaf Cafe early and waited for a full half-hour before Tyson leisurely arrived and said, "Mr. Tim, I apologize for being late, but caution is our way of doing things in this line of work. I hope you don't take offense." Tim smiled politely and responded, "Of course not! It's good to be cautious, or our cooperation wouldn't be able to proceed smoothly." Tyson probed, saying, "Lately, your brother's loud-mouthed appearances on the news have made me both anxious and angry. I can't believe you, Mr. Tim, a man with

Blood Butcher said, "Let's hear it!" Dixon continued, "Since Xayne is leading a large army to our borders, if we can infiltrate the enemy forces and take the general's head, the fifty thousand soldiers will be nothing more than a joke. In my humble opinion, Folksworth Association is hosting an auction, and we should lure Xayne in and take him down within the city." Blood Butcher nodded. "Very clever!" Dixon continued, "Given that, General, please write a personal invitation to summon Xayne to Folksworth." Blood Butcher quickly retrieved a specially made invitation from the auction house and wrote a personal letter, then sent someone to deliver it to Xayne in Venzor. Since dealing with the Swift family, Xayne had been staying at Emperor Villa, spending time with Serena. The joy of regaining what he had almost lost surrounded Xayne. Serena had narrowly escaped being blown to pieces by a bomb, and now, having escaped from Vince, Xayne doted on Serena, afraid she would vanish.

Serena turned her head and locked eyes with Francis.Serena’s purple blouse, paired with tight pants, accentuated her excellent figure. Her most striking feature was her youthful face. She had large eyes and a cherry-like mouth, making her look as fresh as a young maiden. Francis’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor. He had never seen such exquisite beauty before, and even though he was used to being surrounded by beautiful women, he was stunned by Serena’s appearance and grace. His gaze turned heated as he looked at her. Serena looked away, grabbing onto Xayne’s arm to head up to their room. She did not want to engage further with Francis. Francis waved his hand, ordering his bodyguards to surround Serena and Xayne. He taunted, “Pretty lady, instead of sharing a room with this poor wretch, why not stay with me, the young master of the mighty Rodriguez family? If you please me, I’ll ensure you never have to worry about food or clothes for the rest of your life.” Serena firmly

Francis pointed at Xayne and angrily exclaimed, "He dared to lay hands on me in your establishment! Just look at my guards, then take a good look at me. I'm bruised all over!" Francis's goal was straightforward—he wanted Emmett to help him teach Xayne a lesson. Emmett frowned slightly, then turned to Xayne and said, "Sir, are you a VIP at our Folksworth Hotel? If so, please proceed upstairs. If not, you might need to head to the local sheriff's office to explain yourself." Emmett was the seasoned type, appearing to help Francis while subtly protecting his own interests. If Xayne was truly a VIP, Emmett wouldn't want to intervene. However, if Xayne were just an ordinary person, he would simply follow the procedure. Francis shouted, "He's just a nobody with no money! Mr. Emmett, you better get someone to handle him. If you don't help me, forget about ever getting the Rodriguez family's support." Francis put pressure on Emmett. Emmett frowned and said, "Sir, please state you

Ritchie picked up his cane and struck Emmett's chest. "You fool! Are you blind or dumb? Do you know who gave him this invitation?" Emmett asked respectfully, "Who was it? Is it really General Butcher?" Ritchie nodded, confirming Emmett's suspicion. Emmett slumped to the ground, his spirit broken, feeling like a puppet with its strings cut. The security guards looked at Emmett, still waiting for his orders. "Mr. Emmett, what now? Do we go after him or not?" Even if Emmett had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare touch Xayne. Not only was he the highest-ranking VIP at the auction, but he was also personally invited by Blood Butcher. Emmett, stunned, ordered, "Leave, get back to your posts. If any of you dares to lay a hand on Mr. Xayne, I'll deal with you myself." The security guards looked at Emmett, unsure what to do. Emmett’s change of heart was startling. Emmett then kneeled beside Xayne, saying, "Mr. Xayne, please don't hold it against me. I didn't know you were