The Information Chief was holding a pile of documents, trembling with fear and not daring to enter.
Nowadays, the master spoke with an icy edge, and stepping into the office felt like being frozen solid!
Without the cold endurance of a Polar Bear, no one dared to enter.
Especially since the information he brought was useless, as they hadn't found the young mistress, he would likely get skinned alive!
But there was no choice, he had to report the progress, cross-referencing information from all sides.
Hence, the Information Chief braced himself and knocked on the door.
As soon as he pushed the door open, it felt as if he was in the Arctic, with icy winds howling.
The Information Chief's legs trembled as he cautiously walked towards the source of cold air behind the desk.
"Ma...master, these are yesterday's tracking results. During the investigation, we were obstructed by the Yang family…"
