"Is that so... He said that, huh."
His Excellency Dictator in the interface terminal still maintained his signature "angelic smile". From that indifferent smile, Lancelot could not glimpse what the supreme ruler really thought about her report.
Actually, this was the feeling most people had when interacting with Li Lin, who never showed any expression other than a smile, yet no one felt any dissonance because of it. Perhaps it was because his smile was always just right, or perhaps it was because his smile had a unique sense of mystery and allure. It was like the mysterious smile of the woman painted by a famous artist, one that people inadvertently immerse themselves in, suffocatingly beautiful.
Maybe that smile was truly beautiful, beautiful enough to even suck in one's soul.
But Lancelot always thought that there was something unsettling about that smile.
