"Speak. Who sent you? What do you want with me?"
In the dimly lit room, Ophelia turned to stare at Hu Qi, who had just entered.
Her voice was calm, but a closer look revealed the tense line of her shoulders and the slight half-step she took backward.
These details betrayed her inner wariness.
Hu Qi took it all in, his gaze sweeping casually toward a corner of the room.
A gentle smile touched the corners of his lips.
"Ired sent me."
As he spoke, information about the woman flashed through his mind.
In the tangled circles of Professionals in Night Crow Harbor, the Round Bell was a relatively low-key group.
And the Ophelia before him was one of its members.
She was also the one who had guided Ired into the world of Professionals.
The path she followed was known as the Drunken Dream Master.
This was a rather unique professional path.
It was completely different from Hu Qi's Fire Torturer path.
It was not a path geared toward direct combat.
