In the dead of night, the sky over the Royal star was soaked in ink, as a pitch-black military flying device sliced through the silence, landing quietly on the rooftop helipad of a skyscraper.
The hatch slid open, and Lu Zhongyi stepped out first, his black Judgement Court uniform accentuating his tall stature. Two subordinates followed closely: Shi Hao, with a bear-like build and bulging muscles, and Lilith, slender, absentmindedly twirling her hair.
The three stood silently in the night breeze, speechless.
Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes...
Only the whistling of the cold wind swept across the helipad; the people they had agreed to meet were nowhere to be seen.
Lu Zhongyi's brows knitted involuntarily.
Just now, he had successfully contacted Qin Tian, who had specified the meeting place and confirmed the time.
But now, a quarter of an hour had passed, and Qin Tian had yet to show up.
This was truly offensive to the Judgement Court, which always valued punctuality.
