Under the dark night sky, a black car drove carefully across a rarely traveled road. The dim street lights only illuminated a small part of the car, letting it sink deeper into darkness. The hum of the car's tires echoed along the walls of the abandoned warehouse. Its occupants, seemingly an elderly man and a high school girl, were making their way towards the desolate warehouse area. Fifteen men, with menacing looks reminiscent of street thugs, awaited their arrival. The presence of the car triggered reactions from some of them, who quickly closed in.
"Miss Guin, I'm not sure if this is a good idea," the assistant said hesitantly.
"Tsk! Just stay quiet and follow my plan."
