A week passed in the blink of an eye. Today, a grand gathering was being held in the largest private room on the top floor of the Orchid Court Club in City Three.
From outside, the building looked like an enormous gold brick embedded in the bustling street, a square, luxurious structure with strips of golden light set into its black crystal walls. Apart from the large lettering of its sign, its facade bore nothing extraneous. Outsiders could glimpse only a corner of its extravagance through the gilded columns and crystal revolving doors. It was the largest business club in City Three.
The large screen at the front of the room displayed the words "Bone-Transforming Sect Master's disciple acceptance ceremony." Most of the room's light came from low lighting strips, leaving the faces above them hidden in shadow and lending the atmosphere a dark, mysterious air.
Leather sofas in assorted colors formed a staggered circle. Some already held guests, but most seats were still empty. Male and female servers moved around with alcoholic and soft drinks, their footsteps exceedingly soft.
That was the scene Yue Wen and his two companions saw when they arrived at the door.
He wore the black mask Qimo Tuo had left behind, his aura completely concealed. Still dressed in a black hoodie, he looked very mysterious.
His outfit was entirely modeled on that of the Flame Ghost Hall disciple he had seen in the Mine Cave that day.
Behind him, Zhao Xing'er and Qi Dian were completely covered in black robes and wore masks as well. However, the Corpse-Scent Jade they wore gave off a faint, putrid yin aura that would make ordinary people uncomfortable if they approached.
"Flame Ghost Hall, Wen Yan."
Yue Wen handed over his invitation at the reception desk by the