Secretary Wu Leng released his power, gaze turning a pale almost white blue to counter the master who at present is simmering into a rage. For a while, the two opposed each other. Controlling his power secretary, Wu Leng cooled the room to prevent the power of the master from causing those dwelling within harm.
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Vernon Müller rested his gaze on the male who served him, a smirking gracing his lips, his gaze flashed with both contempt and admiration. Though this male is a Wu, he is still from a distant line of the Ma clan. Labelling him servant only because those of his line had served for many generations. One child each line. That is the fate of the Wu heirs.
