The young master screamed in pain. He never thought that Yolanda would attack him.

The people with him were not strong, so they quickly backed away upon seeing this.

Yolanda kicked him away and threw his torn arm back to him.

"You actually wanted me to break your arm. This is the first time I've heard such a strange request."

While speaking, Yolanda waved his hands helplessly.

The young master's face and body were drenched in a cold sweat, and blood was still gushing out from his severed arm.

"I asked you to break an arm, but you actually..."

He had not finished speaking when he saw Yolanda's cold gaze, and his expression changed drastically. Those eyes were simply chilling to the bone.

He dared not take another look. The few people around him picked up the young master's arm and returned to his side.

Yolanda and Moana went to look for a hotel.

Although it was called a hotel, due to the limited modern technology in the Cindy royal family, this hotel was also extremely basic.

However, Yolanda's expectations for his surroundings had never been high, so he just left some star dollars at the front desk and took Moana to the room they had just paid for.

In the room, Moana frowned and asked Abraham, "Among those people just now, how many are from the Mozart?"

Yolanda smiled and gestured with his hand.

Moana was dumbfounded for a moment because Yolanda signaled three. "Why didn't they just take you down?"

Yolanda said calmly, "They weren't sure about it. Messing with me this time was just a test. I think they're waiting for someone who can go up against me."

Moana noticed some problems too. Logically speaking, they had just entered this city. Even if there were young masters who were reckless and unrestrained, it was too much of a coincidence to pick on them. Neither Yolanda nor Moana was so conspicuous that others would notice them.

Yolanda sat cross-legged on the bed in meditation.

Moana asked, "Since you know they've planned the next step, why are you sitting here waiting to die?"

Without even opening his eyes, Yolanda asked, "Have you noticed anything different about this hotel we're staying in?"

Of course, Moana knew that Yolanda was not referring to the hotel's environment.

He carefully recalled the expressions and movements of the receptionist when they first came in.

When the man saw Abraham, he tensed almost subconsciously and kept looking at one spot.

"Are you saying there's something wrong with the front desk?"

Yolanda opened his eyes and said, "You're only half right. If you had observed carefully, you would've found several people hidden in the spot where the receptionist kept looking at. They should all be from the Mozart."

Moana only felt that Yolanda was becoming more and more mysterious at this time.

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