Chapter 673: The Grand Scheme of 200 Years_1

"Holy Envoy."

At 4 a.m., at the Five-lakes Clubhouse.

Fabian Percival and Devlin knelt on the ground.

In front of them stood an Eastern man with an indifferent expression.

The man was in his twenties, yet there was a coldness on his face that did not match his age.

Before this man, both Fabian Percival, who had battled through countless woes over the decades, and the crafty Devlin were utterly respectful.

Even tinged with a trace of panic.

"Your performance has greatly disappointed the matron," the man said lightly as he casually adjusted his cuff.

"At the last meeting, someone already proposed to replace the two of you with someone else."

"Holy Envoy..."

Fear was written all over Fabian Percival's face, and even his speech became somewhat slurred.

Once they became useless, the only thing waiting for him was death!

To be replaced meant to be sent to their deaths.

"Don't panic..."