Chapter 974

Zachary recognized the man—he was one of the protective details Stan had arranged for them whom Zachary stationed outside. He frowned. "Why are you panicking?" The man shook his head—he was not panicking, but it was urgent. "There is someone asking for you outside," the man reported. "Who?" Zachary asked. "No idea." Why did he bother asking? Zachary started to head outside, with the man in tow. "Let's go take a look." At the gates, Zachary saw that the person looking for him was actually a boy. Standing at a modest five foot four, he looked scrawny and his cheeks were dirty as if he had not bathed for a long time, and he had tied up his long hair. Zachary felt suspicious since the filth hid the boy's face, but asked, "You were looking for me?" The boy nodded. "Who sent you?" Zachary asked. "A Zidonian named James Cross," the boy said, still staring at him. "He told me about this place." Zachary turned serious since James did know about the place. However, he did not beli