As he spoke, Holden edged closer to Bennett, gun in hand. Despite multiple guns pointed at him, Holden showed no fear. He was confident about his speed, ready to shoot Bennett before anyone could shoot him.

“Don't worry, I'm not here to harm you. I don't intend to meet my end in this place," Holden explained calmly.

“So, what do you want?" Bennett asked warily, unable to decipher Holden's intentions.

"How about striking a deal?" Holden saw Bennett take the bait and changed his approach. "You've been eyeing Eleymond for your arms business, haven't you? What if I told you I could help you with that?"

"Is that all?" Bennett scoffed, unimpressed. "Zayden mentioned something similar. No wonder you two are family, spouting the same nonsense! But let me make it clear; Eleymond isn't my top priority. Don't think you can use that as leverage."