Having bid farewell to Orianna for the time being, Chen Lun found a secluded corner out of sight and returned to the Dark World. He then made his way back to the surface of the present world.
Royal City Bixie Crost.
It was now deep into the night, with the Purple Moon hanging high, and the towering building of the Imperial Judgement Group stood under the veil of Nightfall.
Chen Lun changed back into his black hat and formal wear, leaning on his Silver Staff as he arrived at the entrance. He showed his identity plaque to the two guards hidden in the darkness and entered without any hindrance.
Even though it was late at night, there were still quite a few people moving around within the headquarters of the Judiciary. Chen Lun pulled his hat brim lower and went straight to the reception desk in the lobby, where he applied for a resting room.
"Mr. Jack Spett, here is the key to room 415. I wish you a pleasant rest,"
