When our eyes locked, Leigh Simpson strode quickly toward me.
"You're Mason Raymond?" Leigh Simpson sized me up and down.
I nodded. "Yeah."
Without wasting words, Leigh Simpson simply asked, "When do we kick this thing off?"
"As soon as possible," I replied.
Every second counted for me.
After a brief pause, Leigh Simpson said, "We move tonight. You'll guide us."
"Got it," I agreed right away.
I was about to bring Leigh Simpson back to my place.
But Leigh Simpson shook his head. "I've got business to handle first. I'll reach out tonight."
With that, Leigh Simpson spun around and walked away.
Watching Leigh Simpson's back as he left, I considered for a moment, then quietly tailed him.
...
By noon, I finally made it back home.
The man with the mustache asked, "How'd it go?"
I took a gulp of water and smirked. "Fine. The Michelle Sect definitely sent someone, but whether they can crack open the Mystic Realm is anybody's guess."
