It was a spacious conference room.
An oval conference table stood in the middle.
By now!
Several people had already taken their seats and were waiting.
Sucking on a lollipop, Child Emperor glanced at one of the chairs and muttered, "The number-one Hero is way too mysterious. Is he skipping this meeting too?"
Atomic Samurai wiped down his Samurai Sword, but his gaze drifted toward Lin Luo.
So he's Lin Luo?
He looks like an ordinary person.
His brow furrowed slightly, but then Esdeath caught his attention.
"But this woman... what a powerful aura."
Actually, Atomic Samurai was not the only one.
To varying degrees, the others were all curious about Lin Luo, this major shareholder.
Lin Luo paid no attention to their gazes. Instead, he looked at Tatsumaki.
"Hey, aren't you going to greet your master?"
The moment those words left his mouth.
Every gaze swung toward Tatsumaki.
M-master?
What's going on?
Everyone looked somewhat bewildered.
Bang and Genos, in particular, looked from Tatsumaki to Fubuki.
Was Mr. Lin Luo really taking things this far?
"Hello, Master."
The instant she said it, Tatsumaki's hands trembled.
I-I actually said it.
Oh my god!
In front of all these people.
This is so embarrassing.
Doesn't this mean all my dignity is gone?
She took a deep breath, smoothed the ends of her hair as though nothing had happened, and swept the room with a fierce glare.
"What are you staring at? What's there to see?"
"Was there something strange about what I just said?"
Strange wasn't the word.
It was downright absurd.
The Heroes' mouths twitched.
Wisely, however, none of them answered.
They were not idiots.
If they dared make some snide remark now.
Tatsumaki would probably fly into a rage.
"Anyway, weren't we called here for a meeting? Why hasn't