Confronted with a 7-Star Spirit Lord, Liam avoided staring at the brunette for too long. He was gradually growing accustomed to women's presence within the sect.
Closing the door to the meeting room, he found himself in a small space that could accommodate only two people sitting face to face around a rectangular table. The room had a minimalist aesthetic, devoid of any decorations, except for a yellowish lamp hanging directly above the center of the table, casting its glow upon the walls painted in a shade of gray.
As he took a seat opposite the senior disciple, he offered a brief introduction. "I'm Liam Porter. And what might the miss' name be?" He smiled, unable to ignore the plump, moist lips of the woman with eyes as piercing as an eagle's. However, it was evident that she wasn't in the best of moods.
She answered him coldly, "My name is Ester. I have the information you need. We can exchange it for 50 silver coins."
