"Sunday?"
Only when he heard that name did Dan Heng's expression shift. He slowly looked toward the door.
Judging by appearances, the person standing there was a female Intellitron.
But this was a dream, and appearances could be changed.
The long-legged woman sitting closest to the door sprang to her feet, her eyes lighting up.
Changing one's appearance in a dream could never hide one's true identity from The Family's senior members.
"You..." The long-legged woman's eyes widened.
At the sight of her reaction, the other senior members' snickers gradually died away. Their smiles froze as they tried to examine Sunday's true identity.
A few seconds later.
They stopped smiling.
"..."
The fat man had the strongest reaction.
He slid to his knees at Sunday's feet and rubbed his cheek over the Intellitron's cold leg again and again.
"Lord Sunday, you're finally back! Being undercover has been so hard on me."
"Boo-hoo-hoo." Snot and tears streamed down his face. "Do you know what I've been through all this time?!"
"Get lost!" Ruan Mei marched up and kicked him away with his short leg. The fat man's heavy body slammed into the wall.
At once, everyone in the office chairs rose and formed a line. They lowered their heads stiffly, not daring to look Sunday in the eye.
"..." Dan Heng remained where he was, silent.
Only after Sunday shed his most basic disguise and restored his original appearance did Dan Heng ask:
"Why... have you come back?"
"Mr. Dan Heng, this is hardly the time to discuss such trivial matters."
Sunday smiled politely.
"Could you tell me what has happened in the dream? Now that I've returned, I'd like to do what little I can to help."
"No need." Dan Heng looked at The Family's senior members standing in a