"Don't leave, don't leave, it's so annoying."
Zeng Haoyang, who suddenly sat up from the sofa, reached out and grabbed Lu Zixun's tail.
"What the heck!"
Lu Zixun, who quickly pulled his tail away, glared at Zeng Haoyang.
Just when he was thinking about how to solve the problem, he found that Zeng Haoyang had calmly gone to sleep.
Knowing Zeng Haoyang's personality, Lu Zixun was certain that the old man had a solution but hadn't shared it with him.
Which meant Zeng Haoyang had seen his worried state.
Yet Zeng Haoyang hadn't said anything and just quietly watched, which infuriated Lu Zixun.
Taking a deep breath, Zeng Haoyang rubbed his sore eyes and said, "Although the Order's extraordinary powers are insufficient, can't they seek external help? Can't they borrow it through some kind of Sealed Item?"
After the retort, Zeng Haoyang saw the realization in Lu Zixun's eyes, stood up, grabbed the back of Lu Zixun's neck, and with a forceful toss, threw him out of the office.
