In the conference room at Arcane Village base, William and the others entered a high-tech meeting room under Samuel's lead.
"Feel free to sit there and listen in," Samuel pointed to a row of chairs behind the long table, "If you have any opinions, you're welcome to share them freely, don't hold back."
Walker's expression was sour; they didn't have official seats, just side ones—what right did they have to offer opinions?
In reality, even though he was transferred here, he held no official position, was unfamiliar with the place, and had nothing much to say. Samuel bringing him along today was just to familiarize his face with the others.
Samuel's invitation was clearly just a formality,they had no real say.
"Mr. Johnson, can I stay here and play for a few days before going back?" Amy, sitting next to William, asked in a pitiful low voice.
