"He is still not found?" asked the man who was sitting behind his table inside the study room.
His already old and wrinkly countenance seemed even more tired than the usual. The man leaned back and let out a heavy sigh as he closed his eyes.
He frowned when he did not hear the butler's answer, "It's already been a month, why isn't he tracked down yet?"
"It's because of my incompetence," the younger person responded with his head slightly bowing in his direction.
The former let out another sigh, "Nevermind it. Just send another batch of men and make sure that he would be found within a week,"
"Yes, master," the brown-haired man answered. There was a glint in his eyes for a moment as he bowed for the second time and left the room.