Zhong Feng walked into a cold building on a certain island with four bodyguards. The tough steel doors opened, revealing four people in military clothes holding semi-automatic firearms. These people did not react to the entrance of the five people.
These soldiers stood aside and indicated the directions to follow. The group kept moving smoothly through the hallways and deeper into the structure.
The cold building was well-built and lighted. However, like other military structures, there was nothing appealing about it. Moreover, there was an eerie atmosphere, almost as if there were ghosts hovering and haunting.
The beautiful man who looked at odds with the environment in his refined black suit did not seem to be affected by the strange ambience. His mind was focused on other things. He could not afford to lose focus of his goal.