"I have to prepare myself... and grow stronger."
Grey spoke after a long silence, his expression resolute and unwavering. He was not someone who wasted words. In fact, he rarely spoke unless it was necessary. Yet he understood better than anyone what was at stake.
The arrival of the major sects was no small matter. Powerful cultivators from across the continent would soon descend upon Sky Mist City. Whether they came with good intentions or hidden motives remained unknown. In a world where strength determined one's fate, Grey knew there was only one thing he could rely on.
Power.
Without hesitation, he returned to the Detective Department and locked himself inside his office. He had already made up his mind.
Closed-door cultivation.
He would not emerge until his strength had increased significantly.
