The Centaur stood two meters tall. "Big and burly" was the perfect description of his physique.
In Ke Meng's drawing, the Centaur wore a feathered rain cape and a bamboo hat, with a Fishing Net clutched in his hand. He had a distinctly old-fashioned look, along with an air of fierce courage.
Everyone noticed the Centaur's four legs and equine body, marveling at them. "So there really are nonhumans in the Door Organization."
"Didn't that Disciple of the Door say it last time? Humans have limits. And now here comes a half-human, half-beast hybrid."
"Was it the Disciple of the Door who said that? I remember it being the leader of Shadow Stream."
All the senior officials present had read the top-secret files and knew about the leader of Shadow Stream and the Disciple of the Door.
"Everyone, that isn't today's focus." The Director-General coughed and tapped the table. "Since none of the forty-nine doors could be pushed open, yet the Centaur suddenly opened one to attack Ke Meng, the Door Organization must have deliberately shut all the doors tight. There's no point in trying to push them open again."
By the end, the Director-General was looking at Ke Meng, hoping he would stop risking his life trying to open doors. After all, those doors didn't simply respond to a push of his hand.
Some doors required various conditions to open. The door in the Sealing Pavilion, for example, had to be set into a wall before it could open. By the same logic, as long as the Sealing Pavilion's will dug the door out of the wall, it could no longer be pushed open. This was also a major reason Ke Meng couldn't push open the Staircase Door.
The Door Organization controlled the methods for opening those doors. As