In a villa in the Xuandu Suburbs, Anpei Lan, dressed in white attire of Country Bai, sat elegantly on the sofa. In front of him, two men in black suits were reporting on the recent dynamics of the Anpei Family.
Anpei Lan lowered his eyes slightly, leaning back on the sofa. In his hand, he held a delicate teacup, his long and beautiful fingers moving back and forth on the rim, looking very pleasing to the eye. He seemed somewhat casual, but every question he posed made the two men tremble with fear.
"Why is there so little news about the family branch house?" He suddenly spoke, saying lightly.
The two men instantly broke into a cold sweat, quickly flipping through the documents.
"Branch, branch house..."
Before they could finish speaking, Anpei Lan's face suddenly darkened. Amidst the heart-pounding terror of his subordinates, he quickly stood up and walked to the window, his sharp gaze looking outside.
"Such powerful dark aura!"
