Qiao Yun arrived backstage without any hindrance and pushed open the door of the lounge.
Han Wang, Pei Ya, and Han Si who is in charge of defense, were all present.
As for the others, Han Wang found them too noisy and explicitly forbade them from descending the mountain, making Han Si, the only one allowed down, suffer miserably as of late.
But there was no help for it; amongst all these people, aside from Han Wang, he was the one with the most badass skills.
"Teacher, you're here," Han Si listlessly sat on the computer chair, lazily raising his hand to greet Qiao Yun without much energy.
Qiao Yun responded with a hum, "You've worked hard."
"Not hard at all, but of course, if you want to reward me, I wouldn't refuse," Han Si said, his eyes hopefully fixed on Qiao Yun, his face wearing an ingratiating smile reminiscent of a well-behaved puppy.
Han Wang's mouth twitched, giving him a cold glare: "Do your job right, if there's any slip-up, you'll be the one to answer for it."
