Xie Limo's cold gaze swept across everyone in the meeting room. As he did, he captured their looks and expressions. His exquisite jade-like hand lightly tapped on the table, and he did not speak a single word.
Everyone in the meeting room all felt like a mountain was bearing down on them. The atmosphere was oppressive, and those with guilty consciences couldn't even catch their breaths.
Just as some of them began breaking into a sweat, Xie Limo finally withdrew his gaze, and everyone heaved a brief sigh of relief. However, before they could even relax, Xie Limo released the pen he grasped in his hand. The sounds it produced made everyone alarmed again, and they didn't dare to make any noise even as they breathed.
Not until Xie Limo announced coldly and elegantly, "The meeting continues."
