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Jiang Fan and the others looked outside.

In the distance, a fat figure was riding the wind toward them.

At first, he had been no more than a tiny dot on the horizon.

But with one step, he crossed ten thousand meters.

In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived outside the small courtyard.

'Buzz!'

The restrictions surrounding the small courtyard were nothing more than a hollow show, utterly incapable of stopping his advance.

"Is that Ace?"

Jiang Fan instantly remembered that this was Ace, who had met him briefly two months ago, rescued him, and then quickly departed.

"What is he..."

"Has he come to settle the internal affairs of my Federal Arbitration Office?"

When Ace had taken away the Blood Ancestor, he had promised Jiang Fan that once the Endless Armament was dealt with, he would also help the Federal Arbitration Office resolve the Mole Matter.

Now, he had appeared at this crucial juncture, and he seemed quite familiar with President Wan Xie.

"Looks like..."

"Some of the evidence the President presented when he brought down the Grand Elder must have been provided by Ace!"

"At the very least, Ace must have played a part in making the Blood Butcher Organization's ties with the Grand Elder and the others so clear-cut and irrefutable!"

As Jiang Fan was thinking,

Ace had already walked up in front of them.

He first nodded at Jiang Fan, then looked at the President with a somewhat cocky air.

"What?"

"Wan Xie? Lost your voice?"

"Could it be that I hit the nail on the head, and you have nothing to say for yourself?"

President Wan Xie looked at him and smiled.

"So it's Brother Ace!"

"If you needed something, you could have contacted me directly through the communicator. Why come all