Fisher nodded in understanding, but he did not look at Ken, as his gaze was fixed on the deep crimson carriages that were coming towards Saint Nali University. There were many other carriages following, filled with Saint Nali Police and officials from the New Party.
The leading deep crimson carriage was engraved with a complex pattern of a white serpent, which was different from all the carriages behind it. As the dust-covered carriages came to a halt, the door of the foremost carriage slowly swung open, and a very muscular man stepped out.
This man was quite young yet strikingly robust, dressed in the red, half-open long-sleeved garment often worn by Schwali people, revealing his well-built chest. His expression was calm, and there was a black tattoo on his forehead, a twisted sun.
