"Adjourn?"
The attendees who arrived at the conference room were all caught off guard.
They looked at each other, and through a layer of spiritual fog, they could see the expressions of shock, astonishment, and confusion surface on the faces of those nearby.
The "key" that the Ancient Literature Society had been waiting for years had finally appeared—
And all he said was one sentence.
Adjourn.
Before they had time to react, that powerful sign of spiritual intent appeared once again, only this time it was the complete opposite of before; previously, it had forcibly established a link, now it was forcibly severing that link—
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."
One by one, the figures in the conference room became blurred.
Most of them had their consciousness forcibly ejected from the deep water area.
