Inside Liu Fugui's office.
He Lei stood somewhat embarrassed in front of Liu Fugui. His entire body, from his clothes to his pant legs, was torn, looking as if he had escaped from a refugee camp, a pitiful sight enough to make one sweat.
Liu Fugui glanced at He Lei before him, his brow slightly furrowing. The delicate teacup in his hand swayed gently, and after a moment, he broke the silence, speaking indifferently, "Tell me, why were you gone so long? And what's with your appearance? Where are the other two brothers? What happened to you?"
With a string of questions, Liu Fugui's voice was deep and profound. His tone carried little concern for the return of his subordinates; instead, it resembled more that of an interrogator.
