The old man turned to look at the duo behind him, he could sense their gazes but he wasn't afraid, he scoffed and said, "As much as they would like to ensure their safety, how will they be sure you will agree to let them leave after apprehending me?"
"The second I'm taken out of the picture, they will be heavily outnumbered. We're already outnumbered as things stand, losing one more person will only make their deaths certain, but with me here, there's still hope."
Grey didn't reply, he kept his eyes on the body of the duo behind the old man, awaiting what decision they would make.
"If we hand him over to you, how are you going to guarantee our safety?" One of them asked.