The room was silent for a while.
"Steward!" The female captain broke the silence, "How should we respond?"
The bearded steward sighed deeply, rubbing his temples, "With our current strength, a direct confrontation is suicide... I'll request reinforcements from headquarters, and then..."
Before he could finish speaking, a light flashed in the corner of the meeting room, and before anyone could react, two figures stepped out from the light.
One wore silver-white scale armor, the other was clad in heavy armor, wielding a longsword and a skeleton.
"How dare you trespass into the association!" The steward stood up in anger, the chair making a screeching sound across the floor.
The owner of the silver-white scale armor raised his hand, revealing a badge, and said, "Wu Heng, leader of the headquarters! ... Sit down!"
The bearded steward's anger froze instantly.
