The driver, a man weathered by years on the road, offered a respectful bow as Alex emerged from the car. "Welcome to Fort Ya County, Mr. Alex," he rumbled, his voice deep and gravelly. Alex offered a curt nod in return, the unfamiliar weight of his new name settling on his shoulders.
Inside, a wizened butler awaited, his face etched with a lifetime of service. "Mr. Alex," he greeted, his voice a dry rasp. "Master Wu has been expecting you. Please, follow me." Alex trailed behind him, his senses on high alert. The grand foyer was adorned with priceless artifacts, each one whispering tales of a lineage far older and more illustrious than the Yu family.
The house itself hummed with a quiet energy, a stark contrast to the sterile efficiency of the Covenantor Distribution Center. Here, history brushed shoulders with the present, and a flicker of something… curiosity? Perhaps… sparked within Alex. Could there be more to this world than cold logic and calculated moves?
