Parcel For Delivery II
Hong Jun frowned when he got the report from Alec's subordinate. He stared at the 'parcel' that had been delivered to them, and the 'parcel's' eyes stared back at him.
His lips twitched uncontrollably in helplessness, not amusement.
Honestly, could someone save him from his unprofessional subordinates? What were his subordinates doing when they were working? Why was the 'parcel' not in an unconscious state? Who knew how much he'd already seen?
Hong Jun glared fiercely at his subordinates, who ducked their heads.
They knew they had messed up when they saw the parcel's eyes staring back at the sect leader.
The sect leader let out a huff. Luckily, they had taken sufficient precautionary measures in order to deal with things like this, but it didn't mean that he ever wanted to use them.
Unfortunately, he owed that brat too much, which meant that he still felt obligated to help him out even though he didn't want to.