"Mountain Leader, I have returned..."
In the study, the person who was furiously writing at the desk stopped his brush and looked up.
Glancing at Cheng Xuefei who was wheeled in by Master Jin, he said indifferently, "Trash."
Cheng Xuefei scrutinized the subtle changes in Kong Ting's facial expressions with precision and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and say, "The plan isn't progressing smoothly... Mountain Leader, why take your anger out on me?"
"Hadn't you already foreseen this situation?"
At this moment, crumpled waste paper on the ground had piled up into a mountain, unlike the orderly sight she saw the last time she came here; the consumption of these drafts was already far exceeding the rate of production.
The grand array enveloping Tianmen City above was collapsing at a visible pace, its array eyes shattering one by one.
In the parlance of modern stand-up comedy, this is called a "complete collapse".
