Three days later.
In a coffee shop in London,
a man wearing a trench coat pushed open the door and walked straight to the table at the far corner to sit down. Across the table, a woman with sunglasses put down her coffee cup and said somewhat displeased, "It's really difficult to meet with you. Do you know I was supposed to go to New York today to prepare for my next tour concert?"
Richard Byrne, who had discarded the identity of Nangong Yi, calmly replied, "Traveling from hell to London isn't as simple as a plane ticket, and besides, I have some matters to deal with."
"Oh? What were you doing in hell?"
"I was looking for devils, and I managed to find two, but they both refused to make a deal with me."
"Devils actually refused to trade?" Barbara was surprised. This was news—devils were known for never refusing anyone, let alone a trade.