The company executives shrank their necks, and the sound of the report that had been ongoing diminished further and further.
Everyone nervously watched this young man of high status and immense power.
Ou Jue had been in America for half a month, and during this time, everyone present had experienced Ou Jue's abilities in every possible way, without exception,
as well as the overwhelmingly terrifying aura he exuded despite his young age.
Especially with this unsmiling demeanor—he truly resembled the Demon Satan.
"Meeting adjourned."
At Ou Jue's command, a harsh "screech" sounded as the chair was forcefully pushed back.
Then, holding his phone in his hand, he strode out quickly with an icy expression.
Xia Xiyan had just rejected the crazed confession from a boy and was heading to her classroom.
Her phone rang.
She glanced at the screen, where Ou Jue's name was flashing.
Clearing her throat, Xiyan answered the call, "Hello?"
