Chapitre 229: White flame

"Never smelled different!" MK deeply inhaled the smoky air as he jumped out of his ride, with Capon ever steadily behind him, protecting him from any potential harm.

The grand white mansion stood tall against the backdrop of the night, its pristine facade gleaming under the moonlight.

Flame-like patterns adorned its walls, swirling in intricate designs that seemed to dance in the darkness. Thick fog enveloped the mansion, shrouding it in an air of mystery and intrigue, adding to its ethereal charm.

Despite the obscurity, the mansion emanated an aura of power and prestige, drawing the attention of all who beheld its imposing presence.

Capon, unfamiliar with the environment, remained close to his boss in case of any attack.

Noticing Capon's unease, MK reassured him, "Don't worry, we're surrounded by friends, I believe. After 10 years without making contact, I trust things are still as they were."