Chapter 209 Take a Wild Chance

• Stepping into the main hall, Finnian looked up and froze, floored by what he saw. Inside was a whole different world. It wasn’t exactly palatial, but the décor was lavish and refined—nothing like the ruined, rundown shell outside. No way this kind of chic interior came together without months of sweat and obsession.
• The main workshop had been carved into countless rooms. In the center sat a conference room and hub. Offices spread out to the left. The right side was a rest area.
• The rest area lined up with room after room, neat and orderly, laid out like suites in a five‑star hotel. It was reserved for the core members of the West Tower branch. The small fry lived in other workshops—no chance they got this kind of luxury.