"..."
The air suddenly fell silent.
Third Master LI found himself at a loss for words, realizing only now that the office was not solely occupied by the boss of the Great Xia Escort Agency.
The man, dressed in a dark gray suit, his white shirt and tie impeccable, sat in a wheelchair, exuding an air of nobility.
Outsiders might not recognize Yu Xiheng, but Third Master LI, a well-known figure in the social circles of Sijiu, certainly did.
His throat felt dry as he stammered, "ShiYan, what are you doing here? Why didn't you say anything? I didn't even see you when I walked in. You... this..."
Yu Xiheng did not look up, his response indifferent, "There's an optometry hospital across the street."
Third Master LI, his face flushing with embarrassment, struggled to find the words to reply.
The crisp sound of a teacup placed on the table broke the awkward silence.
