(Third update in 90 minutes)
Seeing the wary look in George's eyes, Mu Fan sighed.
"I'm afraid I don't need to say much about what comes next... Hide for a while. At most... 72 hours."
"72 hours... What if the time comes!?" George mulled it over, then realized Mu Fan seemed to be talking about the Blood Fang Group!
Hide?
Could he hide from the Blood Fang Group?
But what did those 72 hours mean?
"Perhaps it won't come to that. You only need to listen to the broadcasts... I'm sorry about what happened today."
After saying that, Mu Fan vanished completely.
The bar's miserable state was ultimately related to him.
But if he had to compensate them... it would cost too much money, so he might as well leave now.
With an unfathomable look on his face, Mu Fan drifted away.
Leaving behind only the utterly bewildered bar owner.
That final sentence, that particular time frame—just hearing it sent a chill rising from the depths of his heart.
Just who was that young man...
Suddenly remembering the corpse hanging above his bar's entrance, George felt a wave of nausea.
When the drinkers saw Mu Fan simply leave like that, they finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"George Boss, although we're all people from civilized society, this has seriously hurt our feelings."
"We were waiting for your call to action, and then you just let him walk away!"
A group of people looked indignantly at George, and the atmosphere in Maple Leaf Bar instantly grew tense.
Only George sighed and tugged at his collar.
"Didn't you see that delivery guy? He's holding a nuclear bomb detonator."
Everyone: "..."
The room immediately fell silent.
"George, may the light of the stars be with you."
"George, I'll come see you again