"I'm Taylor, from Shadowsong City in the Videro Dimension."
She nodded politely to Reize.
Reize, still immersed in Walter's words about being his "most trusted right hand," felt a sense of pride.
His lingering dissatisfaction with Walter's personal negligence quickly vanished.
"Walter?"
Seeing Reize not respond, Walter stepped forward and nudged him.
Reize snapped out of his thoughts and laughed heartily.
"Ah, since we're from the same hometown, no need for formalities."
He gestured with a slight bow, inviting everyone into the inner hall.
Just then, several shadowy figures silently materialized from the corners of the hall, their presences like deep abysses.
They were Walter's direct subordinates, core members of the Hat organization, each name capable of inciting fear in the shadow world.
At this moment, they bowed humbly to Walter.
"My Lord, you have returned."
Walter merely glanced at them indifferently and nodded.
"Come in."
"Under your command, my Lord."
