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The vehicle slowly ascended along a spiral ramp, traversing the intricate architectural structures of the Duel Kingdom and entering a more secretive level. During this ascent, Jack remained silent, his gaze passing through the car window, observing the gradually changing environment. The surrounding buildings became more grandiose, and the lights grew brighter, indicating that they were entering the core area of the Duel Kingdom.
Inside the car, Jack could sense the imperceptible tension of the security personnel. They were all dressed in neat black suits, with no expression on their faces, maintaining a professional calmness. However, Jack could feel their taut nerves, ready to respond to any unforeseen circumstances at any moment.
The car finally stopped in front of a door, which appeared more secluded and quiet compared to other places in the Duel Kingdom. When Jack got out of the car, he adjusted his mask and hood lightly, making sure his disguise was flawless. He took a deep breath, preparing to face the upcoming meeting.
He followed the security guard into the building. The interior was luxurious and elegant, with exquisite artworks hanging on the walls of the corridors. Everything seemed exceptionally high-end and formal, clearly prepared for important guests. Jack felt a hint of unease, knowing that he might be facing a situation of strategy and danger. His steps were firm and decisive, each one steady, displaying the confidence and composure of an experienced warrior.
After passing through a long corridor, they finally arrived at an exquisite carved wooden door. The guard opened the door and gestured for Jack to enter. Jack took a deep breath and stepped into the room.
As Jack entered the room, he was immediately drawn to the luxurious decor inside. The space was clearly designed for high-level meetings and private discussions. In the center of the room was a huge oak conference table, surrounded by high-backed leather chairs. Exquisite artworks adorned the walls, each seemingly telling the rich history and complex stories of the Duel Kingdom.
The most striking part of the room is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, through which the entire arena's landscape can be seen. Jack walks to the window and looks down at the arena below, where he can see little bean still there, passionately promoting various illegal weapons in his unique style. From this height, the intense competitions and fights seem distant and insignificant.
The quiet of the room contrasts sharply with the noise of the arena below, giving Jack a strange sense of isolation. He feels as if he has been removed from the world of violence and conflict, entering a more serene and calm space. This feeling makes him more vigilant, knowing that this tranquility may only be the calm before the storm.
Jack quietly surveyed the room, searching for possible hidden doors or other exits, while remaining highly alert to any movement or sound entering the room. His hand lightly touched the edge of the table, feeling the texture of the wood, silently anticipating the upcoming conversation and potential confrontation.
As Jack silently observed the room, the sound of the door opening reached him. A woman wearing an elegant traditional Chinese qipao entered the room, her appearance surprising Jack. The woman's face was graceful, with a hint of worldly shrewdness, and her gait and demeanor indicated that she was extraordinary. Her eyes showed a slight surprise upon seeing Jack, and then she asked with a barely perceptible hint of suspicion, "Are you Lucy? You look... quite different, don't you?"
Jack realized that the situation was somewhat complicated. He needed to maintain the integrity of his disguise, so he tried to make his voice sound more feminine while remaining calm as he answered, "I am Lucy." His voice carried a hint of nervousness, but he did his best to control his emotions.
Jack tried to appear natural, casually sitting on a soft couch in the room while carefully observing the mysterious woman. Her presence piqued Jack's curiosity, as he was unsure of her role within the little bean organization. A hint of wariness flashed in Jack's eyes, but he maintained an outward calm, silently preparing for various possible scenarios.
The woman elegantly crosses her legs on the sofa, her eyes seeming to see through people's hearts, casting a gaze at Jack filled with curiosity and depth. Her tone carries a hint of playfulness, as if she is very interested in this mysterious champion, Jack: "This is truly unprecedented, the first appearance of a female champion at the Hellish Racing Event... Your skills are truly remarkable, aren't they?" Although Jack feels nervous, he still tries to maintain composure, nodding in agreement.
The woman squints slightly, as if conducting some careful observation. Her tone is relaxed but with a hint of probing: "Aren't you feeling hot all wrapped up like that?" Despite the smile, Jack sensitively detects the curiosity and doubt hidden behind it.
Jack's heart rang with alarm bells. Who is this woman? Why is she here? Does she suspect his true identity? A series of question marks spun rapidly in Jack's mind. He knew he had to be careful in his response, so as not to reveal his hand. He tried to remain calm and answered, "It's for self-protection. You know, the battles in the arena can be very dangerous." He tried to keep his voice light, but inside, he was in turmoil.
At the same time, Jack quickly pondered the possible identity and intentions of the woman. He began to assess the potential impact she, a mysterious woman, could have on his upcoming plans. If she suspected his identity, then his meeting with little bean and the entire plan could be in danger. He had to be extremely cautious and not let her notice anything unusual.
Jack's heart was pounding, but he maintained a calm exterior. He lowered his head slightly, as if pondering the next topic, while also seeking an opportunity to investigate the true identity and purpose of this mysterious woman.
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