Currently, the Wade family’s Concorde awaits at the end of the runway.


    With its sleek fusge and futuristic design, the aircraft resembles a ghostly silhouette.


    This flight was prearranged by Charlie, traveling from China to Mexico to bring him back home.


    Both civil aviation and private flights have slow turnover rates, but using this aircraft can cut the overall travel time by half.


    As soon as Charlie’s vehicle approached the airport runway, the cabin door swung open, and two figures emerged swiftly, standing respectfully by the boardingdder.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    The duo consists of Charlie’s trusted aides in Aurous Hill: Isaac Cameron, the manager of Aurous Hill Shangri-La, and Don Albertye, a key figure in Aurous Hill’s underground scene.


    They had flown on this ne from China at Charlie’s request, yet neither knew the reason for their journey to Mexico.<fnabc6> Checktest chapters at find[?]ovel</fnabc6>


    As Charlie’s car drew nearer, Don Albert leaned toward Isaac Cameron and asked quietly, “Mr. Isaac, any idea why Master Wade summoned us to Mexico?”


    “I have no clue…” Isaac shrugged. “I just followed the young master’s orders to board this ne and apany you. Beyond that, I’m in the dark.”


    Don Albert clicked his tongue and remarked, “With this setup, it seems Master Wade might be nning a quick getaway. I thought he brought us here for a specific task, especially since he mentioned wanting to enjoy some Mexican tacos. I do enjoy those, but the ones back home aren’t quite authentic. You really need to eat local food to experience the true vors.”


    Isaac smiled and reassured him, “Don’t worry about the food; I’ll make sure to arrange something nice once we finish what the young master has nned!”


    He then added, “But you need to be cautious in a ce like Mexico. This isn’t our home or even Aurous Hill. Here, a teenager might be carrying a real weapon, and any disagreement could get dangerous fast.”


    “Damn,” Don Albert said, recoiling slightly. “If I, Don Albert, were to get shot by a kid in Mexico, that would just be embarrassing.”


    Isaac chuckled, “So, no tacos then?”


    Don Albert scoffed, “Tacos aren’t worth it. I’ll just head back to China for some improved fish-vored shredded pork.”


    As they chatted, Charlie’s Cadic pulled up to them.


    Isaac quickly moved to open the car door, saying respectfully, “Hello, young master!”


    Noticing Xion in the car, he added, “Miss Banks is here too!”


    He shot Don Albert a knowing nce.


    Understanding the cue, Don Albert moved around to the other side of the car, opened the door, and greeted, “Hello Master Wade, hello Miss Xion!”


    Xion, feeling a bit awkward, responded politely, “Hello, Don. Hello, Mr. Isaac.”


    Charlie stepped out of the car and addressed them, “I appreciate you making this long journey. You may need to assist with some tasks in New York soon, and I’m concerned there aren’t enough trustworthy people avable, so I called you here.”


    Isaac replied earnestly, “Master, our role is to serve you. This isn’t hard work for us; it’s our duty.”


    Don Albert chimed in with a grin, “Absolutely, Master Wade. I’m like a brick for you; I’ll be wherever you need me, ready to go!”


    Charlie smiled and said, “Don Albert, without your presencetely, the world of Western art would have missed out on countless pieces of human body calligraphy.”


    Don Albert beamed, “Master Wade, I’m always prepared; I have my knife close at hand, ready to create new masterpieces anytime, anywhere!”


    “Alright then,” Charlie nodded with a smile, gesturing to the two, “Let’s head inside and discuss further!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>