"Little Macbeth, have you already lost the confidence to win with honor on the stage?"
Roland murmured softly, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.
He knew very well that it wasn't that Finley lacked confidence; it was that this celebration was too important.
In Roland's heart, this was a ceremony of promotion; in Finley's eyes, it was also his chance.
Such opportunities are rare. If you can't grasp it, you'll have to resort to the path of promotion through killing.
Who would want to risk killing when they can gain a better opportunity openly?
A knock on the door was heard.
No report, no sound.
It must be Raikkonen.
Although he seems carefree by nature, he is actually very cautious. No wonder, as he's been a paparazzo for so many years without any issues.
"Come in, I'm here."
With Roland's call, Raikkonen appeared like a ghost.
His expression was somewhat grim, and he didn't boast as he usually would.
