December 23, 2020, 17.20 PM, drizzling.
It was less than 24 hours until 8 PM on Christmas Eve, the timing marked in Foresee.
In the corner.
John glanced at the watch on his wrist, then focused on a spot nearby.
Owain City East District.
New Era Building.
Completely replacing Rayast, Reinhart, who had become the new leader of the underground forces in East District, alighted from the motorcade.
Subordinates in black suits one after another surrounding him holding black umbrellas.
The current Reinhart was no longer as low-key and reserved as he used to be.
His gaze was like a torch, his steps dignified, and he had the bearing of a Godfather.
After a long while.
After Reinhart disappeared from view.
John smiled and looked away.
John shouted at the young man standing beside him in the shadow.
"You must have such a bearing in the future," John said.
He stopped mid-sentence.
