Bellemere Mansion, Los Angeles.
Morning sunlight poured through the tall glass windows of the mansion, diffusing softly across the polished marble floors.
Liam walked calmly through the quiet corridor, his mind already awake and active. He had finished his morning routine not long ago and had also taken a short visit to the cultivation world for his daily sign-in; he got 100,000 Gold Coins and 500 Low Grade Spirit Stones rewards.
Now, he was on his way to the study. Daniel was waiting for him there.
The man had called early that morning, saying "There's something important we need to discuss, sir."
That alone had been enough for Liam to guess what the topic would be. It had to be Lucid — and perhaps the results of the FAA's so-called "routine inspection."
He pushed open the door to the study.
Daniel Conley stood from the leather chair by the desk the moment Liam entered.
"Good morning, sir," he said with a respectful nod.
