Not long ago, he had bid farewell to Zhuge Zhijie, and now he had seen off the Director. Although he knew that the Angel Envoys were all poor wretches living from day to day, at this moment, Yang Xiao couldn't help but wonder if the problem was with himself, bringing bad luck to everyone.
After all, before his arrival, the Lin'an Patrol Bureau was peaceful and uneventful. Although no significant accomplishments had been made nor any paranormal incidents handled, everyone was alive, happily alive, and that was enough.
Having lost Xiang Fengchen and Nalan Shuo, this mission, to a certain extent, was already over. At this moment, Yang Xiao also lost the courage to continue.
"Shush, shush, shush—"
A very light sound of footsteps came from outside, getting closer, and then the door was pushed open. Yang Xiao looked back instinctively, but this glance shocked him so much that he leaned back, dragging the chair down with him to the floor.
"Dir... Director?!"
