A streak of white light flashed past at the end of the pitch-black corridor.
When the white light completely replaced the darkness, Nawat had already left the cramped corridor and arrived in the affairs hall of the All Things House.
People came and went around him. Apart from those here to submit commissions, nearly everyone else was an investigator in trench coats.
Nawat swept his gaze around. Although no one openly stared at him, he could vaguely sense many covert gazes watching him... or rather, watching the contract in his hand.
Nawat pinched the parchment of the contract and continued forward.
After only a few steps, a black shadow blocked his path. Nawat instinctively assumed a defensive stance, but quickly realized he was in the affairs hall. No one would dare make a move against him on the All Things House's territory.
He relaxed his guard and looked at the black shadow before him. It condensed at astonishing speed, eventually taking the form of a black stick figure.
Seeing that matchstick-like humanoid form, Nawat finally let out a sigh of relief. "Why are you here?"
Nawat's tone carried a rare hint of ease and affection, because this person was one of the few confidants he trusted completely—his younger brother, Heinaduo.
"Miss Yaxin went to see Lord Mollyan, and Lord Nuonuo was called away as well. There are hardly any higher-ups left at the Changhuo Clan's base now. To prevent any accidents, Miss Yaxin told me to come meet up with you."
Nawat nodded. He more or less understood the situation.
The Changhuo Clan was currently a target for all, watched by people from every major race. If powerful figures were present to hold the fort, no one would dare stroke the tiger's whiskers. But now Nawat, Yaxin, Nuonuo, and Lord