Generally speaking, it takes some time for the board to pass a resolution, so the staff in the meeting room have prepared coffee, and the entire air is filled with the fragrance of coffee. However, the intense aura from Atlas Hallow quickly dispels the rich aroma of coffee, leaving only the distinctive scent of musk from Atlas Hallow's presence in the meeting room.
Sitting down and glancing at his watch, his thin lips lightly parted as he slowly raised his voice with a slight touch of authority in the meeting room...
"I have ten more minutes, so whatever needs to be said, keep it simple." In matters like this, Atlas Hallow really has no patience; his time is incredibly valuable and he doesn't want to waste it on these trivial matters.
