Ding Huan sat down, closed his eyes to rest, and seemed to have really fallen asleep.
Inside Anderson's office, however, a deadly silence ensued as if time had choked at that moment, making the space feel so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Whether it was Anderson, Wales, Weltmeister, or Qiao Yinjun, they all knew that they might not survive in the end.
As for the two directors of Ocean Life sitting with Anderson, at this moment they deeply regretted their decisions.
Why did they agree to meet with Qiao Yinjun today?
Watching Ding Huan with his eyes closed, Wales suddenly signaled to one of the attending directors, who understood immediately.
He quickly drew a pistol, but before he could fire, a Wind Blade sliced through his neck.
The director's head rolled off.
The floor, already covered in fresh blood, received yet another covering.
Cold sweat seeped from Wales's forehead. What kind of powerful being was this?
