In an extremely luxurious villa somewhere.

The fashionably dressed Little Saint Lord was sitting on the sofa in the living room with one leg crossed and the other stretched out on the ground. He was lying on the sofa without caring about his image at all. He was smoking a cigar leisurely and watching TV.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a black suit and black sunglasses came in from outside the door. He knelt directly on the side, lowered his head, and said, ...