I felt a chill as I realized that if not for his gaze, I wouldn't have even noticed the presence of anyone else in the hall.
It's a shame this talent isn't used for assassination!
It was a young maid in a uniform, not old, with a few freckles on her face that spoke of youth.
Seeing me look over, the maid quickly lowered her head, avoiding my gaze.
This maid... is a bit strange.
Without a doubt, this person must be Vic's subordinate. I couldn't stare at her for too long, as that would undoubtedly be an insult to Vic.
Although I withdrew my gaze after a brief glance, many thoughts surged in my mind.
As a warrior who has experienced countless life-and-death battles, I can't say for sure about other things, but when it comes to eyesight, I've definitely mastered it.
Normally, when I see someone, I instinctively size up their body details. Often, it's these inconspicuous places that reveal a lot of information about a person.
Many times, it was thanks to this skill that I gained significant advantages.
And when I observed the maid just now, I was startled to find that, apart from the subtle movement of lowering her head, the maid exhibited absolutely no other minor movements!
One must know that people are in constant motion. Fidgeting fingers, slight tremors, these are unavoidable, but from this maid, I only saw the word "calm." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Coupled with her unusually faint presence, my guard was significantly raised.
"Hahahaha, Lu, have a seat first."
Although many thoughts flashed through my mind at lightning speed, in reality, it had only been a moment of my breath.
At this moment, Richard expertly took out a bottle of red wine from the cupboard and motioned for me to sit on the sofa.
It seemed Richard and Vic were on very good terms, otherwise, he wouldn't have brought me over to sit down without Vic's invitation.
I'm not a proactive person. Speaking first is often not a good habit.
I sat on the sofa, choosing a comfortable posture, neither too relaxed nor too stiff, and quietly listened to Vic and Richard, who were sitting opposite me, discussing matters.
I had originally thought that these two big shots, Vic and Richard, would at least be discussing some useful recent information, if not plotting a grand plan to overthrow the Dark City.
But to my utter astonishment, these two were engrossed in discussing women while savoring their red wine!
As the conversation heated up, Vic, who maintained a serious demeanor, skillfully pulled out a few magazines from the crevice of the sofa and tossed one to me.
Damn it, if they're going to talk about this, I'm not sleepy anymore!
I was originally worried about not having a suitable entry point to integrate into Richard and Vic's conversation, but now, looking at the blonde and blue-eyed beauties on the magazine in my hand, my inspiration erupted like a volcano, and ideas poured out endlessly.
Women are a topic that men can never avoid in their conversations.
On this topic, Vic, Richard, and I were practically unstoppable. As for me, needless to say, since arriving on this deserted island, the women around me have all been stunning beauties.
Richard also acted like an old hand. What surprised me the most was that Vic was no weaker than the two of us, with jokes flowing freely from his lips.
In the blink of an eye, more than an hour had passed. The distance between Vic, Richard, and me had significantly narrowed, and the doubts in my heart finally had a chance to be expressed.
"Vic, every time I visit you, I have to go through that strange door? That door doesn't look like something good."
As soon as Richard finished a joke, I seized the opportunity to interject and voiced the question that had been bothering me to Vic.
To be honest, given a choice, I would willingly walk to Vic's house even if it meant walking.
After all, for someone like me, who grew up in peacetime, such a bizarre door is still too advanced.
"Lu, you'll have to get used to it. This is the Dark City. Whether you're coming to my place or going elsewhere, you'll have to get through this door. Otherwise, you'll have to pray you don't encounter those big guys."
Vic shrugged. For some reason, I suddenly felt a hint of mischief on his face.
"However... there is actually another way."