The red thunder qilin, Zrector

Sitting upon the comfortable bed crossed leg, Jarvin trained in his aura with closed eyes. He wore a comfortable white robe and had his ash-grey hair combed back properly. 

Opening his eyes, Jarvin got off the bed with a soft sigh. It was his normal routine to check the report from the business he started after finishing training.

Sitting upon the chair of his study table, Jarvin went through the pages in front of him one by one. Ceslia, his personal maid, had already organised the papers properly so that he could read it comfortably.

Jarvin had a frown on his face the whole time as he went through the reports. He didn't find anything weird with the paper, but instead his mind was wondering on a different matter.

'After the assassin guild failed to kill that bastard, Anelete, the owner of the mendert merchant group has been trying to search for the culprit like a madman.....'