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Chapter 204

    ?Chapter 204:


    The headquarters of the ancient castle, far from Lochdeer, housed the core members, including the Deacon and the Elders. Other members resided in a group of vis some distance away.


    “Mr. Scott made a special journey back from overseas, even putting aside his current mission,” said Phillip, his voice tinged with respect. “It’s been quite some time since youst graced this ce with your presence. They all miss you dearly.”


    As the one responsible formunication, Phillip was well aware of the sentiments held by the members of the Sacredice. “If they know you have a girlfriend, they will undoubtedly share in your joy.”


    Sean’s expression became stern as he raised an eyebrow and gave Phillip a cold gaze.


    “They have phones andputers,” Sean argued. “If they want to see me, there are other means.”


    Phillip defended their cause. “There is still a distinct difference between meeting in person and connecting through video. It’s only by seeing you face-to-face that the members of the Sacredice will feel at ease, and the organization can continue to function as usual. It can be said that you serve as the anchor for the Sacredice.”


    “Enough with the idle chatter. Let’s go.”


    In the conference room, three attractive men were engaged in casual conversation.


    “I always get to be by the leader’s side, and I can’t help but envy you guys, like we’re just sheep, waiting for the leader to check on us every now and then,” expressed a man with short silver hair and silver-white pupils and striking red lips gave him a roguish charm. “K, what you’re saying is true. The leader usuallymunicates with P and T, but seldom with us,” added another man with golden hair, thin gold-rimmed sses, and the astute presence of a businessman.


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    “Hey! The leader only seeks me out when there’s something that needs to be done! You two—one handles the operations, and the other maintains the Sacredice. It’s only right for the leader to seek your reports at the end of the day to assess performance,” said a man known as T. He had blue short hair and sharp, mysterious features. As he lowered his head to light a cigarette, he 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 a ck robe entered the conference room.


    As the figure in the ck 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 andmanding, it radiated an aura ofplete authority. “Begin, provide a report on all the financial transactions of the Sacredice for this year.”


    “Alright, I’ve already printed out the report.” J stood up confidently with a document in hand. “The above is the Sacredice’splete 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 toe back?”


    “The missions I take on never encounter dy or failure. I had already arranged everything in advance,” replied K, a smug grin spreading across his face as he checked a notification on his phone. “The mission has been sessfullypleted, great. I’m most reassured when you handle the bounty missions,” Seanmented.


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


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