Chapter: 406

“Hey! The leader only seeks me out when there's something that needs to be done! You two, one is out on missions, and the other maintains the operation of the Sacredice. It's only right for the leader to seek your reports at the end of the year, to report on performance," said a man, known as T, with blue short hair and sharp, mysterious features, as he lowered his head to light a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and fiddled with the lighter in his hand.

"The leader has arrived!"

K quickly snuffed out the cigarette and straightened up as a figure in the black robe entered the conference room.

"sir!"

As the figure in the black robe settled into the chair at the head of the table, the four men below rose to their feet in a show of respect.

Sean pulled back his hood, unveiling a remarkably handsome face.

"Please take a seat." Sean's voice carried a cold, sharp edge, deep and commanding, radiating an aura of complete authority. "J, begin.

Provide a report on all the financial transactions of the Sacredice for this year."

"Alright, I've already printed out the report..." Began J, standing up confidently with a document in hand.

"The above is the Sacredice's complete financial activity for this year," he concluded, nodding at Sean before retaking his seat.

"Good, the Sacredice has been doing quite well under your maintenance," acknowledged Sean, his expression softening slightly with approval.

"K, what about you? I heard you've temporarily set aside your tasks to come back?"

“The missions I take on never encounter delays or failures, I had already arranged some things in advance," replied K, a smug grin spreading across his face as he checked a notification on his phone.

“The mission has been successfully completed."

"Great. I'm most reassured when you handle the bounty missions," Sean commented.

"Thank you for your acknowledgment. I'll endeavor to exceed expectations even further," replied K, offering Sean a stylish salute with his index and middle fingers brought together.

"T, I don't have to say much more to you. You should work on bringing out the best in the talents within Sacredice. And about your place on the hacking leaderboard, could you try to move up a notch?"

Sean remarked.

T mumbled under his breath, "I'm currently the third-best hacker in the world, yet you're the one who's in second place! My skills are what they are. I can't improve beyond this."

Even though T spoke in a low voice, Sean, who was seated in a position of authority, caught every word. He let out a laugh and said, "If that's something you can't achieve, maybe you don't deserve to be a Deacon. I might just bring Moon in to replace you."

T stood up, all flustered, saying, "Sir, you can't possibly mean that!

I've been loyal to Sacredice. I might not have made significant contributions, but I've always put in the effort. Please don't lose faith in me."

Phillip gave T a playful smack on the head and said, “Quit your talking. Haven't you caught on that he is encouraging you to step up your game?"

Rubbing his head, T gave Sean a confused look, saying, "I was under the impression that you had given up on me."