Jinding Building.
"President Lin, President Lin." The CEO's secretary, Yong Limei, gently reminded the stunning woman standing in front of the projector, who had suddenly lost her focus during her presentation.
"Ah, what is it?" Lin Shiyan finally snapped back to reality.
"Oh, sorry." Lin Shiyan flashed an apologetic smile at the people in the meeting room.
She was in the middle of an important meeting with many prominent figures present, including city leaders, yet she had lost focus.
Even she didn't know why she had suddenly become distracted.
"One billion Blade Demons, each equivalent to a normal Saint, adept at swordsmanship—who designed such a freakish assessment?" Wang Dadong thought with a bitter smile.
He had fallen into despair.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, a spark of brilliance lit up in Wang Dadong's once hopeless eyes.
"Swordsmanship!"
These Purgatory Blade Demons actually knew swordsmanship.
