I don’t know how much time passed before the dusty door to the basement opened again.
An old man with slightly white temples stretched his head and looked inside. His brows suddenly frowned. Nothing had changed in the room. Everything was the same as last time.
But he just clearly noticed a vague mana fluctuation coming from underneath.
'strangeness!'
He Yingqiu muttered to himself and closed the basement door.
After a while, he forgot about the strange movements in the basement.
The next day, on the top floor of the Heavenly Kingdom Building.
Matsumoto rushed from Fusang to Xiangjiang after a long journey. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lan Dali sitting alone in front of the glass curtain wall.
Suddenly, Matsumoto suddenly felt that today's boss seemed a little different.
How should I put it, it seems that he has received a huge blow and has become a bit decadent?
'No!'
'This must be my imagination!'
'The boss is so powerful, how could anyone let him get hit!'
Matsumoto has been following Lan Dali for decades. He has gone from a young man who could chop down ten streets without getting tired, to a middle-aged man who gets out of breath after running a few steps.
However, as decades passed, the boss's appearance seemed to have been enchanted. For decades, it remained the same as when the two met.
How many geniuses, heroes, and emperors in history have been unable to withstand the power of time, but for the boss, time is not terrible at all.
How incredible this all is!
If Lan Dali told Matsumoto, "I am a god," Matsumoto would believe it without thinking, because there are some things that only gods can do!
Therefore, Matsumoto does not think that anything will be difficult for his boss.
"BOSS, I'm here."
Matsumoto's voice rang in Lan Dali's ears, but he ignored it and continued to stare out the window in concentration.
If Matsumoto was standing directly in front of Lan Dali at this moment, he would find that his boss's eyes have lost focus.
However, Matsumoto didn't dare to do this, so there was no if.
Lan Dali stared blankly at the sky outside the window. He had 'lost his memory' yesterday. One day later, he finally figured out what happened during that period.
It was precisely because he knew what happened that he was so depressed.
He discovered that he could listen and think about all topics about 'Ren Xi', but he could not speak!
As soon as he thought about telling others, his head would feel intense stabbing pains.
To put it simply, he was controlled by unknown means.
Not only did others do it, they also succeeded.
Just in case, what if that person uses the same method on him again, but the other party's purpose is not to 'silence', but to make him surrender to the other party.
So what should he do?
By then, wouldn’t it be possible that there would be no chance of ‘working on the merits and violating the laws’?
This possibility is absolutely unacceptable to Lan Dali, who has always been unwilling to be inferior to others.
Although Lan Dali seemed to be in a daze, Matsumoto still did not dare to look directly at the boss. He only looked at him secretly from the corner of his eye, and then looked away after just one glance.
Matsumoto has been with Lan Dali for such a long time and got to where he is today, not by luck or flattery.
He relies on his cautiousness and super personal ability!
Likewise, he has no shortage of patience.
If the boss doesn't open his mouth, as a subordinate, he will never disturb the boss.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
Time passed slowly, the sun gradually set in the west, and night fell quietly. The neon lights outside the window lit up one after another, but Lan Dali still didn't respond.
Goo!
Goo!
Matsumoto had been standing since the morning until the evening. He was already hungry and unconsciously made a cooing sound. In this extremely quiet room, these sounds seemed particularly clear.
Lan Dali glanced at him expressionlessly, and Matsumoto immediately bowed at a 90-degree angle and lowered his head, not even daring to raise his head.
"You saw it all?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Matsumoto's whole body trembled unconsciously. At this moment, an idea immediately arose in his mind.
'It's over!'
‘I saw the ‘embarrassed’ side of my boss.’
'It's over!'
thump!
Matsumoto immediately knelt down towards Lan Dali, with his hands on the ground and his forehead pressed tightly to the ground. This was a textbook-like 'Doxia seat'.
Apart from disemboweling himself and committing suicide, Matsumoto could not find any other way to express his apology.
Lan Dali faintly glanced at his subordinate who was kneeling on the ground, and a 'fierce light' flashed in his eyes.
Even though Matsumoto is his most capable subordinate, even though Matsumoto has followed him for decades, even though Matsumoto is here because of his orders, even though Matsumoto is not wrong, even though he believes that Matsumoto will not talk nonsense everywhere.
But who made Matsumoto watch something he shouldn't have?
This person cannot be kept!
"Kill yourself!"
"Hi!"
Matsumoto accepted the order without hesitation, even if the order was to let him die.
After working with his boss for so many years, Matsumoto knew exactly what kind of person Lan Dali was.
If he had hesitated just now, what awaited him would be more terrifying than death!
"BOSS, please allow me to borrow the knives stored outside so that I don't soil BOSS's beloved carpet."
When Lan Dali heard this, there was some hesitation in his eyes. Before Matsumoto died, what he was thinking was, 'Don't stain the carpet.'
Where can I find such a caring and good subordinate?
However, not long after this thought arose, Lan Dali immediately thought of another possibility.
Could Matsumoto say that on purpose?
The reason why he said this was to put himself to death and survive?
After thinking suspiciously for a moment, Lan Dali couldn't help but smile to himself, both for himself and for Matsumoto.
How could a mere ordinary person be worth so much effort?
If you feel that the tool is no longer useful, replace it with another one.
"Don't bother me, I'll give you a ride myself."
"Hi!"
"Thank you BOSS!"
Matsumoto was still lying on the ground, and even Lan Dali couldn't hear anything from his voice alone.
When Lan Dali saw this, he couldn't help but nodded slightly, and there was an unspeakable joy in his heart. Although he could only keep a low profile in front of the True Ancestor and 'Ren Xi', in front of others, he was still the one who could make a decision.
The 'King' who controls the life and death of others.
Thinking of Matsumoto's past contributions, Lan Dali made a rare promise.
"Go with peace of mind. I will send someone to take care of your wife and daughter from now on."
If it had been someone else who had said these words, Matsumoto might have doubted whether the speaker was attracted to his wife and daughter, but if it were Lan Dali, he had no doubts.
Although my boss has many shortcomings, such as being particularly jealous, being small-minded, being greedy for power, being eager for money, being moody, etc., my boss is only bad at beauty.
In all these years, Matsumoto has never seen a woman be able to attract his boss.
Therefore, Matsumoto was immediately overjoyed and said loudly and respectfully.
"I have caused you trouble, I can only thank you!"
"Thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart!"