The moment Yan Fushou felt a cool breeze blow past both sides of his head, he looked at Shen Nian—his fists clenched.
He barely had much hair left to begin with!
And she had cut off a huge chunk of it!
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The other four people in the office were expressionless. Though their bodies were trembling slightly, they were clearly professionals; no matter what, they would not laugh out loud.
"Enough, enough. Stop wiping."
Yan Fushou let out a long sigh. "I more or less understand the skill now—a spatial slash that ignores conventional physical defense, right?"
"Yes."
Shen Nian nodded, then obediently put away the tissues and stood up straight again, saying awkwardly, "Um—Director, I'll compensate you for the cup, but as for your hair—I really can't do anything about the hair."
"—Just mention the cup. There's really no need to add the part after that."
The corner of Yan Fushou's mouth twitched, and he forcibly dragged the topic back on track. "Forget it. Get properly familiar with your new title and new skill. Figure out the skill's effects and maximum range, then submit a detailed skill report to me."
"Understood." Shen Nian nodded seriously, but as she looked at her superior's hair, she still appeared somewhat guilty.
Yan Fushou forcibly ignored her gaze and swept his eyes over the other four. "And the rest of you. Each of you will write me a detailed operation report, especially regarding the situation over at Prison Rock. The more detailed, the better. This intelligence is vitally important."
"Yes."
The four answered, and their bodies, which had been trembling slightly from holding back laughter, finally relaxed a little.
"All right, go on back. Get some proper rest."
Yan Fushou waved a hand, indicating that they could leave.
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