Heiside State, Etolia.
Pei Guode Hotel, 1:30 PM.
A black SUV stopped at the corner, and Helena Mina rolled down the window. She gazed at the black hotel building in front of her, overcome with a flood of emotions.
The sun had just passed the hotel's spire, and at the entrance, luxury sedans were constantly pulling up slowly and then departing just as leisurely.
Those entering or leaving the hotel were either rich or noble. In Etolia, the mere mention of Pei Guode Hotel would cause many to give just a hint of a mysterious smile.
The common people would say it was a haven for corrupt officials, war profiteers, smugglers, and other demons of society. The wealthy would boast about being able to book a room there anytime and anywhere.
