The room fell silent. There was some commotion outside.
"Teacher!" Nami's eyes lit up when she heard the voice outside. She stood up and walked to the door.
A figure in a mechanical wheelchair appeared there.
"Child, can you push this wheelchair into your office?" Bartos smiled kindly.
The president of the Qing You Pavilion Chamber of Commerce, who was feared and respected by many, felt like a little girl again. She walked behind the wheelchair and pushed Bartos into the room.
Zorro was so flustered to see Bartos that his face turned red.
"Lord Bartos, I greet you most humbly," said Zorro.
Bartos waved his hand and didn't say anything. Nami pushed the wheelchair toward the coffee table, and she poured a cup of tea for Bartos.
"This is not bad. This tea is refreshing," said Bartos.
"I can have it sent to your place," said Nami.
"There's no need. I'll get tired of it if I drink it every day."
