Beyond the Divorce

Just then, Atlas walked in, followed by Dylan and Loak.

I was thrilled to see them, especially Dylan, whom I hadn't seen in a while. And there was Loak by his side, whom I hadn't seen for months too. Whenever I went to the storage area before, I only saw Anya. Loak was dressed in a pair of jeans and a black-and-white jersey, looking like a cute little follower but still quite handsome. He seemed to have grown taller and looked smarter now, with a sharpness in his eyes. He was nothing like the first time I saw him, frail and dirty, like a typical local tough guy.

Now Loak looked completely different, clean and sharp, even a bit more robust. He was exuding a youthful vibe, like that of a college student.

It was like he had switched roles with Arton. Compared to him, Arton seemed more like a local thug now.

Seeing them made me feel warm and familiar. After all, they were all there to find my father. "Thank you all for your hard work. Do you have any news?"

Dylan nodded. "He's still inside Navi's base. This is just Navi's residence, and the base is his stronghold. The environment there is much worse and more tightly guarded than here."

"Do you know how he's doing?" I asked, feeling worried.

Dylan pondered, seeming to consider how to report to me, which made me nervous.

"Earlier, I sent two people in there, and they could only confirm that he was inside. But they haven't seen him yet or dared to inquire too much, fearing exposure of their identities. After all, they need to stay inside and collaborate with us when necessary." "So they haven't seen him at all. It seems Navi is very careful," I said.

arranged for someone to watch over him. He doesn't let outsiders get close. Only Navi's two trusted men can approach him,

also knew it wasn't something to rush. Besides,

father back then, his leg was injured, so his physical condition was definitely

his exact location can we start our action. We

doubt. "Didn't he say he wanted to negotiate with us?

meet up already," Dylan said,

as Atlas hadn't mentioned

"We just received the

"Tonight..." I repeated.

"Don't worry. It's all

then, Arnold's phone

raised an eyebrow, looking at

Atlas

'shh' gesture, then answered the call. He pretended to be groggy, like he had just woken up, and there was a hint of impatience in his

the other end, "Mr. Arnold, is this