"Who are you!" Max was wrapped in a bed sheet, his beer belly exposed, with glass shards stuck in his arm, oozing blood.

Where are they!

Are those people outside blind so they can let this group in!

"You don't need to know who we are." Jason walked in nonchalantly, his gaze falling on Max's beer belly, giving it a disdainful look before shifting his eyes away.

"Do you know James?"

"Answer me."

"I... I know him." Max subconsciously replied.

Only after ...