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"Are you saying he was already like this when he first arrived here?" John asked.

The announcer, though puzzled himself, nodded in confirmation.

"Yes, everyone here knows that the Immortal Messenger has always been like this ever since he arrived. There has never been any change."

John didn't say anything, just silently observed Victor across the room.

If that was indeed the case, could it be that someone else was controlling Victor?

Why had Victor become like this, and what was his purpose in coming here?

"When exactly did he come to this place? How did he arrive?"

Since the match had ended, and with today's events concluded, many people in the stands had started to leave one after another.

It was unclear if the people in the boxes had left, but it seemed that most had already departed.

Hearing John's questions, the announcer felt perplexed.

Why did this man come to challenge when he seemed to know nothing?

"Since you've come to challenge, sir, isn't it because you have a deep understanding of the Immortal Messenger?"

Although the announcer still wore a smile, his demeanor had become more guarded.

If this man knew nothing but dared to challenge the Immortal Messenger and even healed him, could it mean that he had some other plans?

If he really knew nothing, yet boldly took on the challenge, could it be that he had designs on the underground city?

Seeing the announcer becoming cautious, John felt a sense of helplessness.

To save Victor, this was the only way, and he needed to disclose some things.

"What's the problem? I've won the match, and I just want to learn more about my property. Is there an issue with that?"

"Are you not overstepping your boundaries a bit too much, meddling in a guest's affairs? Have you forgotten your place?"

John had intended to ask more, but now he wasn't in the mood, expressing himself quite sternly instead.

He had expected the announcer to be upset.

However, to John's surprise, after his forthright comment, the announcer revealed a radiant smile.

"Of course, there's no problem. You are our most esteemed guest, and having defeated the Immortal Messenger, he is now your personal property."

"You are free to inquire about anything you wish. However, I cannot answer the questions you've asked, as this person was already in this state when he first arrived, so there are no restrictions as you mentioned."

"As for other details, I personally do not have much information. If you need more intelligence on this matter, you may contact our relevant personnel who might be able to provide you with more responses."

After being treated, Victor showed no particular reaction; he simply stood there, his gaze at John filled with a complex emotion.

John knew that he was being tested.

Like a hunter gauging his prey, if he could kill his quarry outright, he certainly wouldn't hesitate!

It was only because John had beaten Victor severely, causing him serious injuries, that Victor now harbored some hesitation.

"If you want to know these things, you should ask the master directly."

Just then, a very familiar voice rang in John's ears.

Turning around, John realized that the maid had appeared beside him without notice.

Her face still wore that faint smile, and her tone and demeanor had not changed at all.

Yet, for some reason, John suddenly felt a chill.

This woman seemed to never show any other expression.

Always smiling, as if nothing could ever affect her.

"Who are you referring to as the master?"

Initially, the announcer had found John slightly odd, but upon hearing this question, his attitude changed instantly.

What was the background of this man?

He seemed formidable, yet he apparently knew nothing about the Rose Hotel.

He didn't even know who they referred to as the master, and now he dared to come to the Rose Hotel?

Was this man mad?

The announcer was ready to call security to restrain John.

Just as he was about to act, he saw Jasminette slightly shaking her head at the side.

Although highly puzzled, the announcer eventually suppressed his emotions and stepped aside.

John was unaware that he had almost been attacked just moments ago.

"The master said he is very interested in you, and you probably want to know what exactly happened to this man, don't you?"

Jasminette's face still bore a faint smile, as if nothing could ever change her expression.

Under different circumstances, John might not have been moved, but he had to admit that these words had a firm grip on him.

Clenching his teeth, John knew he didn't want to go, yet he also understood he had to.

If he wanted to find out what really happened to Victor, he had to speak to this so-called master.

"Of course, if you don't want to go right now, that's fine too. As long as you are at the Rose Hotel, our master will be waiting for you. You can return to your room and rest for now," Jasminette continued.

"We will also take good care of this gentleman. He still has many internal injuries, and we will do our best to restore him to the best possible condition," she added while giving a slight nod to the medical team nearby.

Without any hesitation, the medical team began to lead the man away.

John instinctively wanted to intervene, but after a moment's thought, he restrained himself and nodded towards the direction of the box.

Silver Tear and Dark Fox instantly understood the situation and quickly followed the medical team's steps!

No matter what, now that they had located Victor, they absolutely would not allow him to leave their sight.

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If anything else untoward were to happen at this point, they would be inexcusably at fault.

For this, John was not worried.

If they already knew where Victor was and still managed to lose him, then they might as well not bother living!

Silver Tear and Dark Fox were both tracking experts from Hidden Stars; such a task would certainly not be too difficult for them.

"May I ask what your master wants with me?"

John knew the person might not answer, but he couldn't help asking.

If he could actually get some information, it would be ideal.

Jasminette continued to smile slightly, looking at John with neither subservience nor arrogance.

"Why did you come this time? Then, that is why our master is seeking you."

Her simple words sank John's heart completely.

Why had he come here?

Of course, it was for Victor!

But what about this so-called master of the Rose Hotel...

What was his reason?