The room was silent and colder than the hallway. Three men dressed in black suits that seemed to absorb the weak light from the ceiling panels stood closer to the far wall.
They stood there, not fidgeting or speaking, like statues. "Come closer, Leon," Mr. Lee said in a calm voice.
He gestured for Leon to step fully into the room, then offered a thin smile to the man in the center of the trio—a man with a severe scar running from his right brow to his jawline.
Leon obeyed, his boots making soft sounds on the polished floor. His mind still carried the hum from the mortuary and the melted room as he moved slightly past Mr. Lee.
'Who are these?' he asked low in his thoughts, his eyes driving from one impassive face to the next, assessing critically.
When his gaze paused on the slightly shorter man on the left, the familiar chime vibrated at the base of his skull.
[System Notification]
Presence Detected.
Scanning…
Name: Lu Wang
Rank: B
Hostility: Negative
