The capital city, Delhi…
Maurya Family Estate…
Inside the grand hall of the Maurya family estate, dim golden chandeliers illuminated the luxurious room, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Seated at the head of the long wooden table was Keshav Maurya, the patriarch of the powerful Maurya family. His face was grim, his fingers tapping against the table as he listened to the man before him.
A short-haired man, draped in dark robes from head to toe, exuded an unsettling aura. His sharp, piercing eyes held a glint of danger. He was Kalakeya, a cultivator from the Black Sword Sect, an organization that thrived in the shadows.
"Two days," Kalakeya's voice was cold and sharp. "That is all I need to erase Princess Maya from existence. But for this mission, I require something in return."
Keshav Maurya's fingers tightened into a fist. "Name your price."
