A crisp voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "Report!"
The middle-aged man continued to stare at the screen, casually responding, "Come in!"
Though it was casual, there was a slight dominance in his voice, the kind of aura that a superior inadvertently develops over time.
A young woman in uniform walked in, with a pleasant appearance—by Wasteland standards, she could be considered stunning.
The woman's figure was upright as she walked to the table, bent to place a stack of files, and then spoke up.
"Last night, there was a skirmish in the canyon's marketplace, and the reserve depot was robbed."
The middle-aged man finally withdrew his gaze from the screen.
He closed his eyes, raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, and murmured lightly, "Truly annoying... continue."
The woman puffed her chest high and reported loudly.
"It's suspected that among the three involved in the attack were the deserter warrior Mo Huaitian and the Wasteland survivor Jian Lei..."
