Secret Front

Late at night, Rongcheng Hero Association Affiliated Hospital.

Psionic Surgery.

In the doctors' office, a young man in a white coat had an unfinished finger biscuit hanging from his mouth. He clicked around on the screen with his mouse, occasionally frowning.

"What the hell is this... The admission note and initial course are written like crap..."

He mumbled something unintelligible. At last, he bit off the remaining half of the finger biscuit, chewed it up, and swallowed it. Then his fingers began flying across the keyboard.

After a burst of clattering keystrokes and several more mouse clicks, no other sound came from the office. Only the old computer tower's fan continued to hum.

"...Haa."

The young man sighed, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and gently massaged his temples.

"I'll stop revising them here for today... It's already eleven. Time to head home and get some rest—"

Knock, knock, knock.

Before he could finish, a faint knock came from outside the office door.

The young man hurriedly put his glasses back on and turned around. Before he could react, the petite figure suddenly collapsed onto the floor with a heavy thud.

"?!"

Moira shuddered and hurried to the door. He flipped the person lying face-down on the floor onto her back, meeting her eyes.

"..." Moira's expression froze, leaving his face blank.

"...Shh."

The petite red-haired girl forced out an awkward smile. Her arm was wrapped in bandages soaked through with blood, and she held a finger to her lips in a gesture for silence.

"It's been a long time, but... ancestor, what happened to you this time? Those injuries are serious. Did you go pick a fight with Mercury and Red Rose?"

"It's not that exaggerated. They're not that troublesome. It's just... um... how should I put this..."

The petite