The strange man brought him there. He left and closed the door as soon as Tom settled down.

The sound of closing the door wasn't loud, but Tom still trembled with fear.

Saxon turned around and looked at him intently. "There you are."

"Saxon, you! What are you doing here? Where is this place?" Tom asked worriedly.

"Of course, it's my place. "

"Your territory?" Tom thought that something's wrong. The Saxon he knew was poorer than he is. How can he afford such a big mansion? Although the market price of property here wasn't expensive as to Capital's price per meter of land. Even if the Z City's price...