"Hey, that kid, forget his business, just get your own work done."
The two Lionman security guards walked away, and Yu Lan put down her tiptoe, casually tossing the rag into the bucket. From their conversation, she not only learned about tonight's sea arena audition but also discovered the location of the Cyan Divine Lion's office.
In the blink of an eye, Yu Lan deliberately avoided the surveillance cameras, walking through a corridor until she arrived at a door.
A cold chill seeped in as Yu Lan slowly raised her head, placed her hand on the doorknob, and gently pushed the door open.
The door was unlocked.
She walked into the office and started examining its layout. In the center was a navy blue mahogany table adorned with potted plants, and on the right wall, an antique clock ticked away.
