United City (Main Post)
The cab was heading towards the residence. I leaned back against the seat, viewing the passing scenes through the window.
The driver drove patiently, but he looked in the rearview mirror from time to time. It was because he had just realized something.
The driver himself was a Red Mark Warrior. He noticed that the strength of the person sitting in the back seat was only at the Half-Step Red Mark.
Earlier, he hadn't paid much attention, but he realized it now. He was curious. He didn't know what a young man was doing here.
It was rare to see a Half-Step Red Mark Warrior at the main post. He didn't dare to inquire.
Ten minutes later,
The cab reached the residence. I walked out of the cab and paid the fare to the driver. Then I watched the cab leave the place.
I made my way back to the room. After returning inside, I shut the door. I went to the sofa to sit down, then I turned on the big screen.
