The incessant movement of her pen on paper poked and prodded at Miss Ma's nerves. After several futile attempts to use the Prop, she began to curse loudly again.
However, the man opposite her showed no reaction, observing her with a pair of indifferent eyes behind his glasses while taking notes. His expression didn't vary much, but judging by the speed of his writing, he was not as relaxed as before.
"It seems that your condition hasn't improved." After Miss Ma finished cursing, he closed his notebook and said, shaking his head, "You can't leave this room for now."
Miss Ma wore a puzzled look; from the beginning, she had no idea what this man was doing. It seemed like he wanted to inquire something from her, but he didn't ask anything significant. Instead, he was mumbling and jotting down notes.
