Three days later, Fang Zheng arrived at the location Sephilia had provided on schedule.
"So this is the meeting place."
Looking at the villa before him, Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow, then drove inside.
"Welcome."
When Fang Zheng stepped out of the car, a long-haired young man wearing glasses stood at the entrance, waiting with a smile.
"You must be Mr. F. I've heard much about you. My name is Gurin, and I'm the one organizing this bounty hunter alliance."
As he spoke, Gurin sized Fang Zheng up. He had a huge suitcase in each hand, looking like nothing more than an ordinary traveler.
"Mr. F, what are those...?"
"Oh, don't worry about them."
Fang Zheng glanced at Gurin, then strode into the house.
As Fang Zheng entered, everyone inside looked up at once and turned their eyes toward him. But when they saw what he really looked like, they could not help but be surprised. After all, Fang Zheng looked no older than fifteen or sixteen—the age when someone had only just obtained a bounty hunter license... What was going on here?
Fang Zheng paid no attention to their stares. He merely swept his gaze around the room, found a place to sit, and set the two suitcases beside him.
Just then, a bell rang and the front door shut. At the same time, Gurin walked in and looked at the crowd.
"All right, everyone, the time has come. I hereby announce that those gathered here will form a bounty hunter alliance to pursue Kurid together!"
As he spoke, Gurin looked around at the Bounty Hunters.
"Before I reveal Kurid's hiding place, though, I would first like to confirm whether everyone is prepared to capture him."
"Of course we're prepared. Why else would we have come here?"
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