Unrelated personnel?
Cao Anbang's face was expressionless, his gaze sharp.
Li Erpang, rubbing his swollen cheek, walked in with a face full of sorrow.
Su Xiaosu, head lowered, entered after him.
Following closely, a person muttering to himself "My Sword, I don't need a Sword, there's a Sword, there's no Sword," with a poker face, followed them inside.
Cao Anbang could bear with these few people.
But when a kid who clearly hadn't even had the chance to attend high school yet, sucking on a lollipop, squeezed in, Cao Anbang almost lost his cool.
This counted as a professional too?
Bang!
Cao Anbang didn't even have the chance to protest.
The door was suddenly locked.
Ou Lelle, clutching her delicate little tablet, furiously complained, "Ahhhh... small cities are just small cities, the internet is so slow!"
Zhu Tianzong: "No Sword... No Sword... No Sword..."
