Deep Unexplored District, Lianwei Zhongyu Company Building.
In an office on the thirty-first floor of the company building, Zhao Qian held a glass, slowly savoring its contents as he stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing outside.
The room was decorated in a contemporary style, filled with the dull reflections of dark metal and ubiquitous fluorescent accents. It was a stark, gray space pierced by intense, brilliant light.
Rainwater streamed down the glass curtain wall, reflecting his silhouette. He was in his early twenties, with a slender frame standing at one-meter-ninety-eight. He wore a perfectly tailored foreign suit, his eyes slightly narrow in his handsome, indifferent face. His hair, dyed a grayish-white, was neatly combed back.
Faint, almost imperceptible hairlines were visible on his cheeks and neck—the marks of an embedded Realm Token.
