In a large conference room at Nirvana Headquarters, a tense silence prevailed at the moment.
The atmosphere felt oppressively heavy, as several people sat at the table, restlessly staring at the figure standing by the window.
This middle-aged man, overweight in appearance, seemed to emanate an invisible pressure that left everyone else present as silent as cicadas in winter.
On the table, two registration forms were neatly placed, with the top one's cover boldly labeled with two careless strokes: Ling Ge.
The handwriting was free and unrestrained, yet it seemed somewhat irritating to those present—not because of the name itself, but due to the implications behind these two individuals.
Disappearance of No.1? The destruction of the Dongming branch? Either event was enough to make those present shudder with fear.
The Personnel Director surnamed Li was missing from this room, as being the first one to report the incidents, he was anxiously waiting at the door.
