Of course, Raine wasn't there to eat. He was using the opportunity of dining at the Dark Furnace Bar to observe the people around and wait for the right time to choose his target.
With the first bottle of red liquor served, Raine poured half a glass and took small sips.
The liquor slid down his throat, the spiciness mixed with a faint sulfur taste surged up, with a lingering plant fragrance.
'Not bad taste!'
'It's a pity Laisa isn't here. Otherwise, she would surely be interested in the unique food here.'
From entering until now, he had already noticed at least three tables of people who seemed rather odd.
At one table sat several individuals wearing the standard plate armor of the Dark Furnace Clan guards. Four or five of them chatted and ate, but their eyes kept scanning around.
Clearly, being so conspicuous and brazen, they were responsible for the visible security work for the celebration.
