The lift descended, Lucian watched the floors beautiful floors as he pass through them.
He could see a few gardens blooming with flowers, training arenas with sparring figures.
After a few seconds, the lobby came into view, it was extremely wide and there were people walking to and fro but in an orderly manner.
Seated in an expensive armchair in a slightly secluded place, usually reserved for esteemed guests, was a young man.
The young man was dressed neatly dressed in an expensive suit with jeweled rings scattered across his fingers.
His hair was dark, neatly styled, and his features were sharp, intelligent, though currently in a neutral, almost pleasant expression.
Beside him stood two guards and a young woman. Lucina recognized the young lady as the one whose hands he had broken earlier.
Though her expression was now obedient and more submissive.
Lucian immediately knew the man was the one looking for him.
