C90 Cooperation

The sleek black sedan glided through the streets of Papua, a far cry from the vibrant hustle and bustle of Moerzby Port. The area's decline was palpable in comparison.

Silence filled the car as the driver and the man who had invited Qin Fann navigated through a maze of back alleys, finally stopping in front of a bar.

"Baburi," the man announced with a smile, pointing to the sign above the bar