"You called me?" A dark silhouette emerged from the shadows. His piercing red eyes glowed under the night sky.
"I did." Another man with green eyes leaned against a tree not far away. "What took you so long? I've been waiting for you here for an hour."
The other man didn't say anything at first, but the moment the moonlight touched his figure, he immediately dropped to his knees in front of the green-eyed man.
"I'm sorry, Sir!" He pressed his hands together and begged Luan. "My stupid people were late in delivering your message to me!"
Luan clicked his tongue and straightened his back. "Maybe you were just trying to avoid me, Jarva."
Just a while ago, he had sent a message to Jarva, the Leader of Black Fang, through a dove. It didn't contain any words—they wouldn't even be able to read it—but only a symbol of a cat and a circle, and Jarva immediately understood that he needed to find Luan.
