Logan gave a small wave back with a polite smile. "Goodnight."
The door closed behind them with a soft click.
Logan was alone now. He quietly sat on the edge of the bed.
He didn't lie down immediately.
Instead, he just sat there for a while, staring at the flickering fire.
So much had happened today.
From fighting Rovan… which did a number on him, burning him almost naked… to discovering Lyra's true identity…
Now, ending up here—in the royal palace of all places—Logan couldn't ignore the curiosity tugging at him. Rowan spoke of a body strengthening method… one that sounded too much like cultivation.
The information and everything that happened today were too much to digest all at once.
His mind drifted back to the Third Eye Sect.
Zereth. The black-robed bastard who tried to steal his technique. Logan knew it was orchestrated by Mirena at first. But the kidnapping attempt was solely from their side to steal the technique. And now they are showing up again.
