Outside the window lay a captivating view of the bustling city. The room was spacious and elegant, with several understated works of art hanging on the walls, creating an atmosphere that was both professional and tasteful. The desk was large and tidy, covered with various high-tech communication devices. A lush green potted plant sat at one corner, adding a touch of life to an environment full of cold, hard electronics.
One corner of the office held a small meeting area, with several black leather chairs arranged around a simple round table.
A large electronic display on the wall showed the organization's key data and major developments around the world in real time. Despite the office's lavish, modern decor, its overall atmosphere was one of rigor and composure.
It was worth mentioning that her previous office had already been all but demolished, which was why Ji Yeling had moved into one that looked rather more upscale.
In this office, Ji Yeling sat in her chair, facing a mountain of reports. She sighed softly, her face etched with profound exhaustion and despair.
In the Swordbearers' staff office area, several members sat around a table, talking in hushed voices. An oppressive atmosphere hung in the air, and their conversation revolved around one shared concern-their leader, Ji Yeling.
"Have you noticed? Miss Ji's moods have seemed really unstable lately," a young female member ventured cautiously, worry in her voice.
A middle-aged male member nodded, his expression serious. "Definitely. She's been locking herself in her office a lot lately, looking grim. Once, when I brought in some documents, I felt a chill that could practically freeze you solid. Is she on her period? She was already pretty bad-tempered, but now she's turned into a killing machine."
"Yeah, yeah, I felt it too," another young man