"Of course. We will find him for you." His voice softened, like the whisper of a devil, "Now dear, how would you like us to find him, dead or alive?"
There was a small cough from the staircase, and Malik paused, he moved his head to the direction where Arlen was coming down and nodded at him, "Good morning, Captain."
Without waiting for a response, he left the house, still conversing with his client.
He actually left the trouble on his head and ran away, Ravi gritted his teeth and turned to face Arlen. He racked his head for an excuse, "He is cosplaying. You know, all these games that people like to play online."
Arlen's lips twitched in a manner that was similar to Ravi's and he sighed, "You did not lie a lot when you were younger, did you?"
Ravi thought for a while, first, he had grown up in an orphanage raised by the religious nun and then he lived in the Sentinel realm, he shook his head, "No."