In front of them lay a man who was blindfolded and bound, struggling and constantly shouting, "Where have you brought me? Let me go! Who the hell are you and what do you want?"
However, no matter how much he screamed, the only response he received was silence.
Time passed minute by minute, and the blindfolded man gradually lost his strength and stopped making noise.
The door to the inner cabin was suddenly pushed open, followed by a respectful voice: "Mr. Stanton…"
Percy Stanton did not speak, nor did he even glance at the people in the outer cabin. He just walked slowly with Tony to the sofa directly in front of them, sitting down elegantly and indifferently.
Tony stood on Percy Stanton's right side.
The man in black clothing on the far left brought Stanton a cup of coffee and placed it on the table in front of him.