Top floor, Presidential suite.
Avner heard the rumblings and clamor outside, his brow furrowing: "What's going on? Don't they know I like peace and quiet? Allen..."
"Master Avner."
Allen appeared respectfully, like a loyal dog awaiting his master's orders.
"Go and see who's disturbing my rest."
"Yes, Master Avner."
Allen backed out of the room, closing the door carefully. The respectful and humble expression on his face instantly transformed, becoming cold and cruel: "A group of scoundrels, dare to disturb Master Avner's rest, this is a crime beyond redemption."
"Mr. Allen!"
Bang~
Wei Qingsong came to seek help, but because his voice was raised a few degrees, Allen blew his head off with a punch.
Afterward, Allen looked at Wei Qingtao, who was completely scared out of his wits, blood splattered across his face, and gave a flat warning: "Speak quietly, Master Avner doesn't like noise."
