Hermit

Old K stood by the window, watching that man named Mountain Hawk depart onboard his spaceship before he returned to the sofa and took that brown leather pouch in hand. He loosened the drawstrings and looked at the content for some time.

Xia Fei was positioned behind the old man, so he was unable to make out what was inside the pouch.

Standing up and hesitating for a while, Old K walked toward an oil painting in the room. It was a painting of a half-naked woman with ample bosoms and tempting snow-white skin.

He pressed a button cleverly concealed in its picture frame, and the painting suddenly popped open to reveal a hidden safe behind.

Only after placing his right hand on the palm-print identification and a red beam, which had shot out, scanning his irises did the safe open for him.

'With such strict security systems in place, I wonder if it's something very valuable…' Xia Fei muttered to himself.