As soon as Bian stepped into the room, the gentle smile he had worn in the palace disappeared from his face. His expression hardened into an irritated frown as he walked toward the table and took the seat at its head. He glanced at the five people gathered around him, letting his eyes pass over each of them before speaking.
"How are you, gentlemen? I hope your day has been going wonderfully."
None of them had even managed to answer before Bian continued, his pleasant tone turning sharply bitter.
"Because mine has been the worst. I have been unable to find something I desperately need, and honestly, you lot are not helping much."
