He Shen lowered his eyes obediently, trying to hide his guilty conscience behind a respectful demeanor.
Qin Hui's expression remained calm, but the slight tightening at the corners of his lips betrayed his unease.
As for Zhao Gao, he kept his head lowered humbly as always, though his gaze darted rapidly between the ground and Yan Huan's feet.
Yan Huan finally stopped tapping. He picked up the report and flipped through it casually, the papers rustling softly.
He seemed to be reading it very carefully, yet also seemed not to be taking any of it to heart.
A few minutes later, he raised his head and slowly swept his gaze across the three of them.
"..."
"You three..."
"Do you take me for a fucking idiot?"
The casual remark exploded in their hearts like thunder!
"Prime Minister, please calm your anger!" He Shen was the first to drop to his knees with a thud, his voice on the verge of tears.
"This humble official... this humble official had absolutely no such intention!"
"Every sentence in this report is true. It was the result of this humble official, Lord Qin, and Lord Zhao painstakingly investigating and repeatedly verifying matters over many days..."
"?"
"Fuck!"
"Come on, explain to me in plain language what this 'plant cell wall permeability reversal caused by Ley Line spiritual-pressure resonance' even means."
"Uh... this... that..."
He Shen instantly froze, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
How could he possibly understand any of that? Those were all terms Qin Hui had made up to make things sound profound and unfathomable!
He instinctively looked toward Qin Hui.
Yan Huan's gaze followed and landed on Qin Hui.
"And you, your writing's pretty damn good, huh?"
"You wrote this report like you were passing the buck. You made the difficulties