Hirvan looked at the young man before him, his brow creased in deep thought. He was trying to place him, searching his mind for any memory of this figure, but it was fruitless.
If he had known his sons' arrival would draw attention like this, he would have chosen a more secluded place to meet. His mind was already overwhelmed by recent troubles, this was the last thing he needed.
"Who are you? Is this your club?" Hirvan asked, tilting his head slightly, his eyes narrowing as he scrutinized the hot-headed young man.
"There is a protocol here. Otherwise, every dog and cat will swarm in."
Jiang Hong spat out, his voice laced with disdain.
Instead of Hirvan, a new voice, soft yet steely replied.
"That's right. Just Like you have come barging in now."
Hirvan turned to find a girl standing with hands on her hips, glaring at the young man.
