(A Few Minutes Earlier)
While the meeting of the teachers had begun at the academy, a certain old man had just walked into a vast, sprawling and heavy guarded compound in Zone 2 of Nawarin City.
The man was walking with slow and deliberate steps inside the compound. He was limping and was using a walking stick as a support.
A middle-aged man, the Boss, was engrossed in looking through some documents in his office when a knock disturbed his concentration. He frowned.
"Come in."
A man entered the room. Seeing the frown on the Boss's face, he stiffened. It was generally Axel's job to relay any information and act as the contact point between the Boss and his gang, but that old man had gone somewhere on some business.
"Boss," the man stammered.
The Boss remained impassive, waiting for the man to continue.
"There is an old man waiting downstairs in the lobby who wants to meet you," the man added.
