The underground chamber was not big; it was only around fifty square meters.

To its sides were stone walls, and to its front and back were only iron doors.

The door from which they had just entered was already locked.

The iron door to the front was closed, and a black curtain prevented them from seeing what was going on behind the door.

Upon seeing the locked door, Scarlett frowned slightly and looked at James. “James, this is…?”

James waved her off lightly. “It’s alright. We’ll wait.”

He had been through great ordeals. Why would he be worried about a mere local turf honcho?

Though James was calm, Scarlett was anxious.

Although she had interacted with the triad world, she was still a grave robber and had no experience in dealing with these people.

“James, Henry, everything will be fine, right?” Her face was beaded with sweat. Along the way here, she had noticed how heavily fortified this place was. She counted at least a hundred mercenaries armed to the teeth.

Henry tried com