"Where the hell is my huge safe?"
The factory manager was petrified on the spot.
The loss of the safe was one thing, but what drove him mad was the disappearance of the black box that had been inside, vanished without a trace.
The secretary squatting beside the debris of the shattered safe, frowned as he inspected it:
"That was a Divine Artifact, forged with top-notch craftsmanship. Even those above had difficulty opening it, and it had helped us uncover quite a few traitors before. This time, what could have possibly..."
"Is this the time to talk about that?!"
The factory manager roared:
"Who opened the safe isn't important, the key is that the contents absolutely cannot be leaked!"
"Of course, I understand. I'm just worried..."
The secretary stood up, his face grave: "I'm worried that those above might be about to turn the tables, and this could be the work of his rival's hand."
"..."
The factory manager fell silent.
