In Adam's estate, there were numerous rooms, and one of the largest was the conference hall. The room was divided in half by a long table, with chairs arranged on both sides, totaling forty chairs.
At the moment, only two chairs on the left side were occupied by a man and a woman - Adam and Amaranta. On the right side, all the chairs were taken. Adam smiled softly as he felt the numerous curious and irritated looks directed at him. Amaranta, on the other hand, showed no emotion and calmly sipped her tea.
To an outsider unaware of the true identities of these individuals, it might have seemed like a simple tea gathering. However, in reality, two leaders of prominent gangs stood before each other, fiercely negotiating each point.
"Black Lady... I presume this is the city's mayor?" Suddenly, the man in a mask and a black robe, the leader of the gang alliance called "Executioner," asked.
