In a capacious office room, two men were seated on a luxurious leather sofa. The black-haired man exuded confidence, his gaze sharp and demeanor commanding. In stark contrast, the long-blond-haired man seemed the epitome of unease.
He took a few deep breaths in an attempt to quell his nerves, yet every time his eyes darted toward the left, where a chair adorned in regal gold stood, his heart raced like a well-oiled engine.
However, it wasn't the chair itself that induced his anxiety, but rather the emblem positioned above it.
This emblem stood as the quintessence of greatness, power, and boundless wealth on Earth. It wasn't affiliated with a clan or a family but rather belonged to an organization. This organization, while not on par with those fighting for freedom, Rebellious, still eclipsed the might of Platinum Tier families and clans.
