Angel stood among the crowd with an empty bucket, looking disheveled.
Very soon, a large group of Elf Guards riding unicorns arrived. The leading Elf Guard chastised the owner bluntly, "You're finished!"
"I'm finished? What did I do?" The owner was agitated.
"You blew up the boiler room, and that's not enough? Luckily, it was extinguished in time, otherwise you'd be spending the rest of your life in the water prison." Inspecting the scene, the leading Elf Guard asked, "Any casualties?"
"Some people's hair got burned, but it's not a big deal. But... we haven't cleared everything up yet, and you already blame me?"
"Then whose fault is it? Would anyone else come over just to blow up your boiler room? Stop being naive, it's definitely your process that's wrong."
"All my processes followed regulations!"
"Then why did it explode? Explain to us why everything followed the process yet it still exploded. Anyway, your license is definitely getting revoked."
