"Who are you?" Jake's voice echoed through the room.
"Ah! Shadow King. The guild master of the prodigal guild. Please, take a seat." the calm, experienced voice from inside the room said.
Jake nodded and took a seat opposite to the head of the table.
"I thought that I would be meeting with the Mr. Grant. The CEO of Horace. But it seems like you are not him. Who are you?" Jake asked as he took a seat fearlessly.
He knew that nothing was going to happen to him. They were still in a safe zone where killing was forbidden. Jake would not face a penalty if he was attacked, and he wouldn't drop anything, while the person who did kill him would go to jail for a long time.
"Ah! Yes. John was supposed to meet you, but I told him that I wanted to meet you myself. After all, this is far too important to be leaving in the hands of others. I can't exactly be letting others handle the future of where the company and this guild will go now, can I?" the old man chuckled.
