From the things he heard from Rebecca, the hell like orphanage where he had grown up in his childhood was under the control of this old bastard, and it was used to do illegal things under the cover of an orphanage.
Soon Jack calmed his mind from the chaotic thoughts. A shadow-like black figure, hidden in the night, entered the bedroom.
All the guards inside the house had been fully taken care of by him. Jack walked towards the bed and looked at an old man whose hair was still dyed black, but the wrinkles on his face already clearly showed his old age.
A cold and dangerous smile appeared on Jack's face once again as he said softly in silence,
"It's time to die, old man."
Harold, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly jolted awake from the soft voice he heard, together with the life-threatening danger he felt at that time.
He looked at the half face of the young man in the dim light, with the other half covered by the mask he was wearing.
