The dimly lit meeting room was pitch-black, devoid of any light source.
The curtains were tightly drawn, and the lights remained off, leaving the room illuminated only by the meager glow of a few laptops—the only light in the room.
Around the elongated conference table, seven people were seated, each a division commander of IEG.
They were the core members for this meeting.
Each was in disguise, their heights and builds obscured, their genders and ages indiscernible. The one thing they all had in common was that they were all wearing masks. Like Xiao Qimo, the designs on their masks were all main images from the Tarot Cards.
This was indeed their internal symbol of identity, unique and undeniable, as if seeing the mask was seeing the person themselves.
Without the leader's presence, the seven exchanged greetings and then lapsed into silence.