Dominance (Part 1)

"Damn, there really are talents everywhere. That last wave was close." Ronan sighed, scratched his head, and voiced his feeling.

Yin Le did not know how many times she had looked up at Ronan, watching him with utter helplessness. Ronan was truly fully immersed now, but he was absolutely not some calm, composed mastermind behind the scenes. His occasional sighs and commentary did not even make him a qualified spectator—at least, to Yin Le, the poor soul who could not even be a spectator, it was simply too cruel.

Yin Le's heart truly felt as though it were being clawed by a cat.

What exactly was happening on the wilderness over three thousand kilometers away? Ten B-Rank powerhouses had gathered there—what kind of reaction would Ronan, this unbelievable man, bring about through his arrangements? Even in the Inner World, such a scene did not happen every year. To be able to witness its unfolding, let alone from something like a Deity's perspective... right?

Yin Le truly had no idea how Ronan was observing events three thousand kilometers away, nor could she understand what sort of perspective that was. The less she understood, the faster her curiosity swelled, quickly crushing the sense of duty and professional discipline a secretary ought to have.

In the end, she could not hold back any longer. Parting her lips, she called softly, "Sir? Sir?"

"Hmm?"

"Sir, could you... I mean, could you tell me what's happening over there in real time? My intelligence analysis could be useful too." It was such a terrible excuse that only Yin Le's long years of tempering in the business world kept her from blushing and giving herself away.

Still, she successfully drew Ronan's attention. He turned to look at her, blinked, and quickly realized. "You want to know what's