The sound of honking cars and people chattering filled the environment. In a particular tea shop, a young man sat and read the newspapers in his hand.
He had long black hair, and his red-colored eyes and flawless, handsome face made him seem rich and mysterious.
*Drrrrrriing!*
He looked at the table to see his phone ringing and picked it up.
"Hey, Boss... We picked up traces of where they are coming from, but we aren't able to find the source directly. Also, it seems like only more powerful monsters will come through now."
The man's voice over the phone seemed scared, and the man sitting sighed as he relaxed his back.
"Do update me if there's any issue... The faster we get the rifts under control, the faster we can all live a normal life. We don't want an issue like a certain game apocalypse four years ago," the man said in a calm tone.
"Yes, Mr. Xander."