Yun Feng looked at the boundless darkness around her and replied softly, "Yun Feng."
All of a sudden, the darkness in the room was gone. After Yun Feng reported her name, all the facilities in the room appeared as if it were a magic trick. There was a big desk, on which a lot of paper and tools were scattered. There were pieces and rolls of paper too on the ground. All in all, the room seemed quite untidy at first look.
Next to the desk was an enormous chair where an old man was seated, in the middle of all the paper. The old man was wearing a pair of glasses, and drawing something wholeheartedly on the paper in his hand.
Yun Feng was dazed for a moment. She then calmed down and observed everything. Was the old man the person who talked just now? Yun Feng didn't say anything, but simply waited in silence. The old man minded his own business without even looking at Yun Feng, as if he didn't see her at all.
