C62 Human Survival Crisis

Half an hour later, guests trickled into the courtyard, taking their seats and exchanging greetings. Noticing the grim expression on the face of the cold, stern middle-aged man at the head of the table, they wisely chose to remain silent, adopting a solemn demeanor as they settled in.

"Please, come in."

Moments later, a warm voice echoed from the entrance, prompting everyone to look up