Soon, the small and thin Byrne, looking like a man with the head of a bull and the face of a horse, walked slowly into the guest room.
"Mr. Miller, is there an order for me?"
"Old Byrne, I have something I need you to do. Nana found an item, but she can’t get it herself, so I need you to go steal it for her."
"This is easy, it’s my old job, I’ve never failed at sneaking into a house to pick a lock and steal anything.” Old Byrne proudly patted his chest.
"Haha, of course, I know you’re good at this, otherwise, I wouldn’t have called you. I’ll send you Nana's phone number and a picture of the item to steal, and you can contact her to find out where it is, so you can steal it more easily."
Wilbur sent Nana’s phone number and a photo of the jade dragon to Old Byrne.
Old Byrne glanced at
