Golden Jade Hall.
Julius Mamet's investigative team was temporarily staying there. He alone occupied a standard single room, while the rest of the staff stayed in standard double rooms.
The computer was on, engaging in a video call.
The man in the video had a striking appearance and an erect posture. Only the greying at his temples betrayed his age. Nevertheless, there was an air of authority about him that did not require anger to assert itself; particularly in those piercing eagle eyes which seemed to see through you, even through the screen.
He said, "We are at a critical juncture now. We must consider our next steps carefully. There can be no more mishaps." His words carried an undeniable power.
"Understood," Julius nodded.
There was a knock at the door, and Julius said, "That should be Tiffany."
The man in the video let out a disappointed snort.
Julius stood up, walked to the door, and opened it.
"Brother."
