"Ya Tianxing said, wait until he gets back to deal with it." Ruan Yan said, "For the next few days, just pretend it never happened."
As soon as these words were spoken, the trainees who had just been raising a ruckus in the conference room immediately wore expressions of silent "heroic sacrifice."
Heh.
——Would they naively think Lord Yan would let them off the hook like that?
——Anyone who thinks that must be a rookie who has never seen Lord Yan's methods!
——They're all seasoned pros!
Seeing them all with expressions as if they were facing death, Ruan Yan couldn't be bothered to interact with them further—afraid of catching their foolishness.
After delivering the notice, Ruan Yan left.
Left behind, everyone pondered—how Lord Yan would torment them.
Even Peng Yuqiu and Wei Nan, who hadn't spoken a word, couldn't help but think the same.
*
8 PM.
Men's team, training ground.
A gallant figure appeared near the training ground, attracting numerous glances.
