Chen Lun spoke gravely, picked up the letter from the tray, and quickly opened it to read.
Drink's letter was very short, containing only one sentence:
"Come quickly to No. 5 Spinn Street, in the underground drainage passage!"
The paper was crumpled and stained with grime and blood, and the handwriting was crooked. Clearly, Drink had been in terrible condition when he wrote this letter.
"I accept the commission. I'll go find him now."
Chen Lun folded the letter, put it into his trench coat pocket, and spoke to the messenger.
Drink had used his token to summon the Faceless Attendant, but instead of asking for help, he had commissioned the attendant to find a nearby Club member and send them to the sewers.
Chen Lun had a bad feeling. There was only one possible reason for Drink to do this.
He believed he was beyond saving and wanted someone to entrust his last wishes to... it did not even matter who that person was.
After bidding farewell to the messenger and returning to the Mortal World, Chen Lun immediately headed for No. 5 Spinn Street. Unfamiliar with the city, he had to ask passersby for directions several times along the way.
He reached his destination within a few minutes, moving as quickly as he could.
Taking advantage of a moment when no one was looking, he jumped into a sewer on one side of the street, then endured the nauseating filth as he crawled into a passage in the wall.
After only a few steps, he encountered a locked iron gate.
The city planning department had specifically ordered this barrier installed to prevent accidents.
But to Chen Lun, it might as well not have existed.
He flicked a finger, and with a clang, the gate's lock was smashed to