Kapitel 1940: It wasn't a meeting but a date

A glass of red wine, scarlet as blood, gently swayed; moonlight rays painted it a mysterious tint.

The man holding the glass of wine had a scar running across the corner of his eye, but it didn't make him ugly. Instead, when paired with his inscrutable smile, it added a bewitching quality to his looks.

"President, three trucks of supplies and that old woman were all abducted. Also, we can't get into contact with Elder Jin at all…" the Vice President of the Martial Arts Union softly reported to the man sitting on the sofa.

"Meow!"

A big, black cat nimbly leaped onto the sofa and burrowed into the man's arms.

The man placed his wine glass aside, an indescribable smile hanging on his face. "So are you certain it was the Fearless Alliance?"

"Based on my investigation, most likely," the Vice President replied.

"Oh…? Most likely?" The man chuckled airily.