We need to speed up.
So Maine quickened his pace.
Three minutes later, Maine, dressed in a red robe with a hood, slowly walked into the secret hall.
It was a hall capable of accommodating two hundred people, converted from a church, now serving as the weekly meeting place for the core members of the "Wildfire" group.
Situated in Zone F, not many would notice it.
The secret hall was dimly lit, illuminated only by a grand yet dim chandelier at the center.
By then, the hall was densely packed with people in robes of various colors.
The first row was adorned with red robes, followed by black, gray, and white, indicating a descending order of status.
Such a stringent internal hierarchy was not what Mr. Yaxi had hoped for, but unexpectedly, when the rule was established within "Wildfire," hardly anyone objected.
Perhaps because only those newly joined were assigned the lowest rank of White Robe.
