"Tell me, what happened here?"
Lin Qiye sat in the swivel chair in the Director's Office, hands in his pockets, looking helplessly at Li Yifei and Bragi, who stood before him with their heads hanging low.
"It was Brother Bragi!" Li Yifei widened his eyes and stepped forward indignantly. "The day Brother Bragi came back, his eyes were all red. He ran around the hospital like a madman, saying... saying you had died in battle, Qiye! He scared everyone half to death. Even Monkey Brother and King Gilgamesh were alarmed.
"Later, Brother Bragi explained what had happened. He said he saw with his own eyes that you had overdrawn your potential and that your soul was withering away. Only then did we believe him!"
Listening to Li Yifei's accusation, Bragi lowered his head even further, like a child who had done something wrong. Once Li Yifei finished, he finally spoke in a small voice:
"But... but I really did see it. When my soul left your body, you barely had any life left in you. With injuries that severe, there was no way you could have survived..."
Hearing this, Lin Qiye helplessly raised a hand to his forehead and waved it dismissively.
"Alright, alright, I get it. This isn't your fault either... Li Yifei, go explain things to the orderlies. I'm not some apparition. Tell them to pull themselves together and get back to their usual work."
"Alright!! I'm on it!"
Li Yifei turned and walked out of the Director's Office, shutting the door behind him. The two inside immediately heard a booming voice from outside:
"What the hell are you all standing around for?! The director isn't dead!! And he's not some apparition either! Qiye is alive and well! Wipe those tears off your faces! Burn every one of