Chapter 301 The Treacherous Feast at the Black Dragon Hall

The late afternoon sun cast long, distorted shadows across the polished mahogany of Julian Augustus’s desk. He was in a rare moment of stillness, contemplating the intricate web of power he had woven across the city, when the piercing ring of his private phone shattered the quiet. The caller ID displayed a name he hadn't expected to see: Su Moxue. He let it ring twice before answering, his thumb hovering over the screen. A faint, almost imperceptible ripple of discord had disturbed the flow...