A single mysterious man stood at the end of Burnham food street. Unlike the other members, he wasn’t dressed in all red; instead, he had a grey jacket on top of his shirt along with a pair of black trousers.
“Hahaha!” Raven laughed as he placed his hand on top of his face. Through his fingers, he was peeking at those on the other side.
“Who is that guy, why is he laughing so much?” Numba asked.
Unlike the other members of the Phoenix Gang who they had attacked at first sight, Ian, Numba, and Izzy were cautious about this person. The way they were standing, it was too confident.
As if even if they came right at him and tried to attack, he could defend himself from it. Spending time at the AFA they got used to people like this; Apollo, the top student, was one of them, and the same energy was coming off from this individual.