"Butler Yan, there's news from the Ancestral Forest Hall on the West Continent." A figure pushed the door open and entered. The man lying on the table raised his head and glanced at him indifferently. "Put it on the table. Did anything happen to the Thousand Snow Hall?"
"Not for the time being. The Ancestral Forest Hall and the Thousand Snow Hall have been observed. However, General Manager, we've been paying attention to these two places for so long and found nothing. Is there a need to continue?"
Yan Ming raised his brows and glanced at him with his black eyes. "Continue paying attention. As long as I don't say anything, don't make presumptuous conclusions."
The person looked a bit messy and immediately bowed. "Yes! I'll take my leave."
