Zhao Qingya and Lu Yu made their way to the office area in the city center. A designated section housed staff for the hunting team.
Two armored guards stood guard at the entrance, their eyes scanning their surroundings vigilantly.
"Hey, Old Zhao," the guard on the left addressed his partner. "What's for dinner after work? Kebabs sound good, don't they?"
The other guard replied curtly, "Let's discuss that later. The city's been on edge lately. Keep your eyes peeled, and don't let any troublemakers slip in!"
"Dedicated, aren't we? But what's the point with the Black Gold City hunting team lacking a leader?"
"Word on the street is the mayor's arriving soon."
"Yeah, right. She's never set foot in the Black Gold City hunting team. This ain't her turf; it's the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce's playground. There's no way she'll show up."
"Except..." the guard trailed off, gesturing towards Zhao Qingya approaching in the distance.