Number One Heights

Beijing, Number One Heights, Reception Hall.

Two individuals stood there. One, dressed in white, held a folding fan. With delicate features and a charming demeanor, he appeared like a refined young master, exuding extraordinary aura. The other, in black attire, held a long knife. His face was stern, eyes calm, and his entire presence gathered and unyielding. He seemed like an emotionless machine, cold and indifferent.

"The world's number one master craftsman, Sai Ruben, has disappeared," the white-clad young master said with a solemn expression, speaking softly.

A hint of killing intent flashed in the black-clad man's eyes as he coldly asked, "Where did he disappear? Who dared to take action against Number One Heights' people?"

The white-clad young master shook his head and said in a deep voice, "He disappeared within Number One Heights. Few in the entire martial world would dare to take action against Number One Heights."