Agitated.
The restless Marinda paced in her study, with a pipe perched on her lips unlit—the taste of tobacco was her attempt to calm her anxious heart.
But it was useless.
No tobacco could soothe Marinda's agitated heart at this moment.
After all...
The Old Lion had arrived!
The Old Lion had entered South Los openly and aboveboard by dusk yesterday.
There was no warning.
So sudden.
With the Old Lion's arrival, the atmosphere of the entire South Los turned eerie.
Everyone who knew about the Old Lion's arrival in South Los was clueless about his intentions but well aware that if he appeared, he was fully confident in controlling the situation—something even the Countess of South Los could not deny.
Because—
The Countess felt the Old Lion's fierce fighting spirit and...
His elusive power.
The intense fighting spirit was striking.
And that elusive power?
Even more astonishing.
