C46 It Was All Your Family's Fault!

Rollins's brow furrowed as he glanced to his left.

There, approaching with confident strides, was a young man dressed in a white linen robe and black cloth shoes. Despite the broad daylight, he sported a pair of antique, gold-rimmed spectacles—the kind favored by the dandies of the late Qing dynasty.

Trailing the young man were four or five imposing bodyguards