Inside the room of the Thunder Extreme.
Xinlad sat sideways on the sofa, resting his chin on one hand, idly playing with the Butterfly Knife.
Knock knock~
A series of knocks sounded.
"Come in."
Xinlad said expressionlessly.
Soon the door was pushed open, and Naz walked into the room and approached Xinlad, lowering his head to speak.
"I'm sorry, sir, I messed up. That Hilis completely doesn't give face. I pleaded with her repeatedly, and mentioned your name, but she just wouldn't give you face."
"I know."
Xinlad replied calmly after listening to Naz's words.
"But sir, I have another idea."
Naz said with a quick turn of his eyes.
"Speak."
"Since Hilis is so uncooperative, why don't we take a step back and invite Miss Dianlu, who ranks second in popularity, to host the banquet? Although the effect might not be as good as Miss Xilis, it's better than nothing."
"Hmm, you take care of this, and don't mess it up again."
Xinlad responded indifferently.
