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"But why would he suddenly tell us this now? Is he suggesting we go to the Underground Arena for a fight? That seems rather far-fetched."

John hadn't figured it out either, but he burst into laughter upon hearing Silver Tear's speculation.

"Maybe he's actually not wrong. It could indeed mean going to the Underground Arena for a fight, to bring everything out into the open."

Silver Tear was still somewhat puzzled, but Dark Fox's eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly grasped the situation.

"I get it now. You mean we could go to the Underground Arena for a fight. Afterward, we'll play it by ear, but the goal is to bring this matter to light, right?"

After Dark Fox spoke, John nodded subtly, confirming that was indeed the case and their only chance.

However, John had already fought once there and had been seriously injured.

It was clear that fighting there came at a great cost, and one could easily risk their life.

"And with all the rules at Rose Hotel, what if we end up breaking them in the process? That would complicate things even further."

"Don't worry. Since the owner of Rose Hotel has now given us this clue, he must have anticipated what we might do."

John understood that as long as he handled things through legitimate means, the owner of Rose Hotel wouldn't obstruct him.

The reason he was given a hint was likely because the owner worried John might break some rules, resulting in a situation that couldn't be controlled.

John found it puzzling.

What was the owner of Rose Hotel's motive? Why was he willing to help him to such an extent?

As he pondered, there was another knock at the door.

The three exchanged glances, seeing wariness in each other's eyes.

Someone from Rose Hotel had already visited once; logically, no one else should be looking for them now.

So, who could it be outside now?

They could distinctly feel that the force and frequency of the knocking were completely different from the previous maid's.

The maid's knock had been polite and gentle, but the current knocking was urgent and rough.

The trio sensed that the people knocking now were definitely not from the same group as Jasminette, or perhaps they weren't from Rose Hotel at all.

Silver Tear nodded, deciding to see what the situation was outside.

After all, if they were indeed coming for them, John was still weak, and letting him answer the door might not be wise.

Silver Tear opened the door and was surprised to find two men who looked like bodyguards.

The men gave Silver Tear a glance, a hint of scorn on their faces, then chuckled lightly.

"Where is your master?"

When Silver Tear heard the remark, her expression turned peculiar.

Were they treating her as John's servant, or something even less significant?

She couldn't help but roll her eyes, yet she managed to suppress her anger and asked, "What do you want?"

The men at the door rolled their eyes in response.

"Talking to you is pointless. Just call your master out."

Silver Tear almost laughed in frustration at their condescending tone.

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Although she was very angry, she restrained herself for the sake of the situation.

"Just say what you have to say. If you don't want to speak, then leave."

The two men scoffed again, glancing at Silver Tear dismissively before speaking up.

"Our master needs to discuss something with your master. You'd better go inform him quickly to avoid any delay in important matters. It's not a responsibility you can afford to mishandle."

John, who had been listening from inside the room, found this odd.

What sort of people were these?

"Sorry, we need to rest now," Dark Fox interjected.

The two outside still peered relentlessly into the room, their tone filled with disdain as they looked in John's direction.

"I know you're somewhat capable, but I'd advise you to behave yourself in front of our master. Otherwise, you'll regret it later."

Hearing the man's arrogant remarks, John found them laughable; these people really didn't regard others highly.

"Who are you talking about?"

Dark Fox asked calmly from inside, while the man's tone was full of pride and arrogance.

"Our master is the commander of Garrison. Being granted an audience with him is a privilege for you. I'd advise you not to be ungrateful."

"If you behave, perhaps our master might even consider letting you join Garrison because of your strength. That would be the fortune of a lifetime for you."

John chuckled at this.

He didn't know what this so-called Garrison was, but from their tone, it seemed like an impressive place.

However, he had no interest in it.

"Sorry, I have no interest in your master. Please leave."

Upon hearing John's dismissal, the man's face took on a frosty expression.

"What do you mean? I advise you to be sensible and not test my patience, or else don't blame me for being rude."

"And our master is not as patient as I am."

John slowly stood up, facing the men at the door.

These individuals, all of gold-tier strength, indeed had some grounds for their arrogance.

There were about five of them, with the strongest nearly reaching the platinum-tier.

The others were also quite formidable within the gold-tier.

These men stood at the door, their tone laced with a hint of threat as they looked at John.

"Are you going to come willingly, or do we need to take you by force?"

John knew without having to think that meeting with this Garrison commander wouldn't lead to anything good.

His subordinates' arrogant demeanor was a clear indicator that actually meeting the commander would likely complicate matters further.

"You think you can start trouble here? Don't forget the rules of Rose Hotel."

The man laughed as if he had heard a particularly funny joke, pity flickering in his eyes as he looked at John.

"You don't really think that everyone has to follow the rules in this place, do you?"