Xander scanned through the hall he was standing, hoping to find the one person he was looking for.
Many men and women were chatting, clicking glasses as they conversed to get to know more about each other, more like to make connections with powerful people for future purposes.
Xander's hands were in his pockets, his expression lazy as he tilted his head, hoping he'd found the person he was looking for, but it turned out to be someone else.
The hall was adorned in rich gold, with grand chandeliers suspended from the ceiling, each casting a warm, golden glow that bathed the space in a brightness rivaling sunlight.
All of a sudden, he felt someone's hands touch his shoulders. He was alert but his body was still composed without showing any sign of shock.
"What are you doing here, Xander?"
Xander immediately recognized that voice.
