The Red Pagoda establishment of the Corvin faction branch headquarters was a 6-storey building, carefully constructed and beautifully decorated to further enhance the stunning views of its surroundings. Its towering scarlet body contrasted sharply with the colorful flower garden by the charming lake, creating a dazzling disharmony.
Compared to the other buildings Emery had seen in this complex, it was the most crowded by far, with several people walking in and out of the building even now.
"It's almost evening. We usually have more guests coming later at night. Mister, you should enter while it's still not too crowded," the lady who had been handling them said with a smile, before she bowed and left them alone.
At the moment, Emery was standing right outside of the establishment. His mind was fixated on the singing voice, his expression in a daze. It was as if it was calling him, revealing some of the memory buried within.
