"..."
Lu Zhi clasped his fingers around the thin paper, his eyes flickering, uncertain what he was thinking.
After a long time, he opened the second document, lowered his gaze and carefully read it, then tightened his thin lips and again fell into prolonged silence.
The assistant didn't know what he was thinking, nor did they dare to interrupt his thoughts at this time, forced to endure Lu Zhi's intense pressure, hands neatly crossed in front, hoping this psychological torment would end soon.
Lu Zhi had already discussed everything with the empress, hadn't he? Everything is now unfolding according to their plan, so why isn't Lu Zhi giving the order?
The assistant, after all, was not Jian Jin and didn't understand Lu Zhi's character.
They didn't know what Lu Zhi was hesitating about, only thinking this was the first time they had seen Lu Zhi so indecisive and unresolute.
After a long silence in the office, the assistant couldn't help stretching their neck and speaking.
