"If there's nothing else, I'll get back to work."
Jiu flicked some nonexistent dust off her shoulder and spoke with elegant composure under everyone's gaze.
Inside the room were-
Xing Can, the department head, looking helpless; Qing Lang, Jiu's immediate superior; and the woman whose face had been beaten to a pulp, glaring over with venom in her eyes-
Bang!
Jiu deliberately slammed the door shut with a tremendous crash.
All of them were shut away behind it.
Jiu whistled, turned around, and surveyed her surroundings.
All her colleagues had their heads down in their cubicles, looking very busy.
Jiu returned to her desk.
She tossed a card onto the desktop, crossed her legs, and lazily picked up a book to cover her face, ready to sleep.
-That card was the contact card Jie had given her.
When she had shown them the card just now, both her superiors' attitudes had changed immediately.
They had contacted Jie through the card.
Jie had seemed very busy, with no time to concern himself with matters here. He had only hurriedly said, "She's a junior from the Riftbee Clan. Please nurture her well."
Both superiors could only voice their agreement repeatedly.
-Then the call had ended.
Since Jie was willing to speak up for her, there would be no problem.
Who would dare refuse to show a Saint respect?
Besides, this time, the Saints had gone to the Dream Realm World to surround and kill her and fight over the Higher Dimension Saint Ladder, only to be caught up in the battle between "Wang" and the monster, which had killed a great many of them.
Quite a few positions of power in the Ten Thousand Worlds Survival Council had fallen vacant.
Correspondingly-
Jie's position had become more secure, and he would even continue