In a moderately quiet restaurant, the afternoon hummed with comforting sunlight. The atmosphere felt bright and inviting, yet in one corner, two individuals exuded an air of seriousness.
One of them was Zack White.
"So, my dear winner, came to meet you?" The woman asked, her presence stifling as she spoke.
"She didn't come to me. We met by accident as we have the same target," Zack replied, his gaze involuntarily studying the woman's face.
She had been providing system items to him for free, making his progress easier despite his tribute system being suspended.
He looked at her with a mix of awe and intrigue.