"Boom——!"
A loud noise disturbed Enfield Collection's peaceful dream, dragging him abruptly out of his fantasies of glory.
Somewhat impatiently, he looked towards the doorway and saw his servant and subordinate, Yang Qian, push open the door and rush in recklessly.
"I know this is rude, but..."
Noticing Enfield's impending anger, Yang Qian hurriedly bowed and respectfully handed over his tablet with both hands.
"But I think you need to see this..."
Enfield slightly furrowed his brows. Although somewhat annoyed, seeing Yang Qian so humble and thinking about the fact that he had handled previous matters reasonably well, Enfield eventually accepted the tablet and took a glance.
He was curious to see what could have shocked Yang Qian to this extent.
...
Silence.
For a moment, the office, which was filled with a gunpowder-like tension, became utterly quiet; even the sound of a pin dropping to the floor could be heard clearly.
