Upon hearing this sound, all the scientists in the meeting room turned to look in that direction.
Fu Chi glanced sideways nonchalantly, his gaze untroubled by the commotion.
The opposition seemed to have timed their move quite accurately.
At the door.
A man's silhouette came into view. He was tall, one hand in his trouser pocket, and he was fiddling with a metal lighter in the other.
His long fingers clicked the lighter on and off, making a "click-click" sound.
The man was wearing a slightly loose black silk shirt, buttoned down a notch, displaying a prominent collarbone and fair skin.
He wore black leisure slacks, which suggested a relaxed demeanor.
His black hair was meticulously brushed back, revealing a deep, exceedingly handsome face.
His long eyebrows were gracefully shaped, and his deep, captivating almond eyes sparkled, the thick lashes surrounding them dusted a rich color radiating an irresistible charm.
