The Governor still sat like a sculpture, behind the broad and heavy desk, his figure almost merging with the shadows of the high-backed chair.
There was no emotion on his face, as if wearing a smoothly polished mask, only the eyes occasionally flickering at the edge of the light proving he was a living being.
"Knock knock knock."
The knocking was light and restrained, breaking the deathly silence.
After receiving a barely audible assent, the Raven pushed the door open and walked in.
He still wore his signature jet-black attire, his face covered by the mask that absorbed light, and halted soundlessly a few steps from the desk.
Without pleasantries, he spoke directly, his voice coming through the mask with a metallic scrape:
"I've already placed Feng Yuhuai into the Night Watchers as you requested."
The Governor's eyelids lifted slightly, his gaze falling on the Raven, awaiting more.
The Raven's tone suddenly turned sharp:
