At Yu Mo's words, Sister Wang instinctively raised her head. But after going so long without sleep, her mental state was in disarray, and her consciousness blurred for a moment.
Yu Mo, who had been watching her eyes all along, suddenly smiled when he caught that fleeting change in her gaze.
"Heh..."
"You really do have a story."
"Looks like I haven't been using torture indiscriminately after all."
Yu Mo smiled and nodded. "Keep it up! Fight for humanity's future. Hang in there."
He seemed to want to pat Sister Wang on the shoulder, but found it rather awkward from his wheelchair. In the end, he withdrew his hand and settled back in front of the 'desk,' reviewing documents without pause. Occasionally, he took out his phone, checked the text messages that came in, and put it down again.
By now, Sister Wang was nodding off once every ten minutes.
Such frequent interruptions were seriously affecting Yu Mo's work efficiency.
So...
Yu Mo simply called in a member of the Light Group to stand beside Sister Wang the entire time. Whenever her eyes closed, he immediately found a way to wake her.
Any way at all!
As long as it woke her up.
"Kill me!!!"
"You devil! One day, you'll get what's coming to you!"
"You'll die a horrible death!"
"What you're doing violates Ink Pavilion Law!"
Sister Wang's voice had grown extremely hoarse, but she kept roaring, her gaze filled with hatred as she stared at Yu Mo.
Yet Yu Mo continued handling the documents in his hands at an unhurried pace.
"Thank you for your blessing."
"If karma really does exist in this world, then I'll... gladly embrace it."
As he spoke, Yu Mo casually placed a file on the desk, then raised his head with a smile