That afternoon, Mason finally managed to gather the full information on that young man.
Cain glanced at the thin file placed on his desk.
Saphen — he didn't even have a surname. Nothing about him stood out since childhood. He grew up in an orphanage, didn't receive a complete education, and eventually only worked at an ordinary beverage shop.
Cain held the sheet of paper in his hand, brows furrowing slightly. Something about it felt off. It wasn't that he couldn't accept Saphen having such a flimsy background. He just felt that Saphen didn't seem like someone who would live such an ordinary life...
Just as Cain was lost in thought, a sharp knock came from the door. Mason entered with a faintly hesitant expression.
Cain frowned and looked at him. Mason immediately said, "President, our people report that Saphen just entered the MidNight bar."
