Searching for Daniel

If the first time he went out had been for revenge, then the second time he left Li Ziran Beauty Salon was for his own future. Iron Hammer had never been this eager.

Capturing Daniel seemed even more urgent than his own affairs.

He had never felt so comfortable before. It was as though a huge furnace had been installed inside him, rumbling and shaking as endless strength surged through his body.

That power coursed through him, gathering between his hands, and even his fingers carried a trace of fiery heat.

Iron Hammer restrained the urge to unleash the flames. He could feel that his hands were hotter than branding irons.

"Chief!" The moment Iron Hammer left the Beauty Salon, three Gray Dwarves crowded around him. "We searched everywhere, but we didn't find Gold Hammer or Daniel. Perhaps they've already left the Red Fan District."

Iron Hammer narrowed his eyes. Even if they had left, he would drag them back. Besides, he had already sealed off the Red Fan District. How could they leave so easily?

Looking ahead, his exceptional vision allowed him to see all the way to the end of the Red Fan District, where two dwarves were leering at nearby ladies.

He could even clearly make out the powder on those ladies' faces. His nose twitched slightly, picking up the scents of the various women.

"Drive away those two loafers. Send word to the clan immediately—I need reinforcements. Seal off the entire Red Fan District with all your strength. Without my permission, not a single person is to be let out. Also, notify Mr. Danforth. I need some top-tier fighters, and I'll pay the full price."

The swift and decisive orders before them left the three Gray Dwarves somewhat bewildered. They could not understand where their chief's