Not long after, two more people appeared in Baili Qing's office.
One was the burly Song Cheng, and the other had already grey hair, looking to be over fifty.
The latter wore narrow-frame glasses, not tall and slightly overweight, looking like an ordinary office leader who had started to mix retirement.
Baili Qing looked up at the two men who came into her office and nodded slightly, "You've arrived quickly."
"Have you met the one called 'Yu Sheng'?" Song Cheng was the first to speak, "Looking at you... did you discover something?"
"I've had an extensive exchange with him, and the process diverged significantly from what I had anticipated. 'Yu Sheng' might be the most unique 'unnatural' individual I have ever encountered. But before we get into a detailed discussion, I want you to see something first."
As Baili Qing spoke, her gaze turned to the silver-haired man—the head of the classified management office: "Luo Zheng, close the door."
