Assistant Collins looked at Maxim Sinclair, who exuded an aura of madness, and sighed softly with mixed feelings.
Reaching this point really felt like a curse of fate.
Maxim Sinclair saw him agree verbally but not move, and his face showed displeasure: "Why aren't you going yet?"
"I'm going, I'm going." Assistant Collins agreed quickly, turned around, and was about to leave the room when he collided head-on with someone coming in.
Assistant Collins was knocked back two steps, reached for the door to steady himself, and while rubbing his sore shoulder, he lightly complained: "Why so rushed! Can't you watch where you're going!"
Not far away, Maxim Sinclair saw this and quickly got up to come over: "Did you find anything?"
