The meeting place was at a high-end hotel in the city center.
Traffic bustled around it, and right next door was the newly built "An Nan family's grocery store," ensuring a sufficient flow of people.
The exact meeting spot was neither a private room on the second floor nor the reception hall on the third, but rather the bustling tea hall on the ground floor.
Was this a welcome? Clearly, it was not entirely so....
"You two, it's been a long time, truly a day apart feels like three years."
In a corner of the busy hall, two Rule-level big shots sat facing each other.
But after exchanging glances and a few pleasantries, they found themselves in awkward silence, unsure of what else to say.
Miss each other? That was complete nonsense; the peculiarities of the Path of the Blood Feast always kept its members on guard against one another.
Yet perhaps it's a case of seeking what one lacks; people always need a helping hand, and lonely hearts often require companionship.
