Sush was sweating buckets, feeling an urge to pass out.
Ai Yue was about to speak but stopped herself.
"Yo, Uncle Sush, Pure Sauce."
Lu Bu'er greeted them, but out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the short-haired girl next to her change her complexion, looking like a middle school girl caught by the headmaster for puppy love.
Yuan Qing's pretty face was as white as paper.
It was as if she had seen something terrifying.
"Get over here."
Old Secretary Zhou gave the short-haired girl a cold glance.
Yuan Qing's smile had been as bright as flowers just moments before, but now she walked over obediently, like a little girl who had done something wrong, completely deflated.
"Sis, who's this nasty old man, why's he so domineering?" It was only then that Lu Bu'er realized that everyone was standing in a line in front of the old man, just like school students lined up for a scolding by the dean for breaking the rules.
Even the High Priest had to stand there as punishment.
