The Fog City, also known as Okhema, the Eternal Holy City.
Even Dan Heng had never imagined things would turn out this way.
"The address is here, right?"
He glanced at his phone screen, then looked up at the thick fog. For a moment, he was completely baffled.
What was this place?
It had all started with that strange advertisement—every cigarette would become the Spear of Heavenly Punishment and pierce through an enemy's heart.
Dan Heng had investigated it. The claim was neither entirely true nor entirely false.
After all, Mydei's Spear of Heavenly Punishment truly had nothing to do with Liheng Coins.
But the tobacco revenue would indeed eventually end up in Aglaea's hands.
During this reshuffling of the Elder Council, the Flame-Chasing faction had not merely promoted Sukritiris to the Elder Council.
The spokesperson for this tobacco brand was also one of the prospective elders about to take office.
The advertisement had just gone a little too far.
"Knock, knock, knock—" Dan Heng gently knocked on the wooden door.
Before long, footsteps sounded from inside.
The wooden door opened a crack, and a woman poked her head out.
"Um... may I ask who you're looking for?"
"I'm Dan Heng, here to investigate. Yan Huan should have told you in advance."
"Dan Heng...?" The woman froze for a moment, then suddenly understood.
"Oh! So you're Lord Dan Heng. My apologies for not recognizing you. There's a lot of fog outside, so please come in."
After entering the house, the woman quickly shut the door. "I don't know what's gotten into those big shots. They've even formed teams and started fighting group battles."
"Lord Dan Heng, what would you like to drink? We have lemon tea and black tea..."
"Thank you, but I'm here to do detective work, so I