He had always exuded an aura of authority.
Even when sitting quietly, he emanated a sense of deep, still water that exerted pressure on those around him.
Now, as he let his guard down, his features seemed all the more defined.
His light amber eyes shimmered as if galaxies were condensed within them.
"I'm sorry," Si Fuqing tilted her head slightly, "I didn't know you were on the phone, Boss. I'll step out."
Yu Xiheng nodded gently without attempting to keep her in the room. "Fine, come back in a bit."
The door closed again.
The voice on the other end of the phone paused for a few seconds, then quivered as it spoke, "Master, my ears must be deceiving me. I heard a woman's voice!"
Yu Xiheng had no interest in pursuing this topic. "Continue," he said in a placid tone.
"Anyway, I'm pretty sure it's T18," the voice on the other end grudgingly added. "Damn it, they will pay for this!"