At that moment, Sam's face no longer had that confident expression.
"Sam, don't be nervous. Today, you were the one who invited us to meet. If you don't want to leave, then sit down and let's chat."
Sam took a deep breath and sat down.
"Make coffee for Mr. Stiller," Jackie instructed.
"Alright." The Evil of North Sea quickly went to the side, picked up a coffee pot, and started brewing coffee.
Sam looked at Tristan resignedly and said, "Ask whatever you want to ask."
"Sam, I'm having trouble understanding this," Tristan said with a puzzled expression. "Why do you look so listless? You were able to escape from the position of being in charge of King Dragon Sect West Province back then, and now you've returned with such a strong momentum. It can't be just because you have that token to rely on, right?"