However, upon arriving at the villa, they found the three old men were gone.

Lilah, in a panic, questioned the servants, only to find they were clueless about the elders' whereabouts. During their cleaning, they stumbled upon a farewell letter.

The letter, with just two lines, read, “Lilah, we'll give you the league leader's token. We're going to travel."

Lilah's heart raced with anxiety. She quickly enlisted Gerard's aid, dispatching his men to scour all the main roads of Eleywood, including taxi stands.

"They've Lived on Luna Island their entire lives, solely dedicated to martial arts practice. If they're in trouble..."

Lilah couldn't help but entertain the worst-case scenarios.

"Don't worry. I've sent numerous people. They'll report back the moment they have any updates," Gerard reassured her.

He held her in his arms, his chin gently resting on her forehead.

Though silent, his presence provided her with comfort and strength.

A warmth spread through Lilah's heart, gradually easing her anxiety.

Perhaps the elders were merely teasing her.

“Does the league leader's token signify the ultimate authority in that realm?" Gerard inquired, his gaze curious as it rested on the palm-sized tablet before them.

Lilah nodded. "Essentially, yes. The bearer of this token holds the leadership position in the Fearless League. However, presently, other elders also share management rights. Holding the token alone doesn't confer absolute authority.”

A few days ago, she had considered asking Xavier to take the token and look after the elders, but they had decided to take the token themselves.

It highlighted the cunning nature of the three elders.

They were just like old foxes.

“My grandfather told me about the Fearless League. Many martial artists aspire to join it. I never imagined it was real, let alone that you're a member," Gerard remarked in surprise.

His cold demeanor softened momentarily with a smile.

The more he looked at Lilah, the more he considered her a treasure.

“Their admission criteria are stringent. Some aspire to join but fail to meet the standards, leading to a dwindling membership. However, those who are accepted are truly elite," Lilah explained proudly, her demeanor nonchalant.

Gerard raised an eyebrow. “Can I join?"

Lilah was taken aback. "You?"

Why did he want to join? She recalled that Gerard had learned close combat and had practiced it intensely. He was very formidable, unlike Karol, who utilized less effective skills.

"Yes," Gerard responded, holding her. “I want to understand your world better and grow closer to you. I hope I have the opportunity.”