Chapter 535: Advance by Retreating (A large chapter for monthly votes)

Dawn was approaching, yet the bright lights continued to shine in the polished, spacious office.

A young man with bronzed, curly hair was propping his head up, struggling to stay awake, as several burly men beside him were sound asleep.

Thunderous snoring echoed on and off throughout the office.

Just then, a faint click of a lock's core twisting could be heard from the far end of the office.

The source of the noise was a small door's lock, which was currently being turned from the inside out; simultaneously, the door was pulled open.

Behind the small door was an office nested within the larger one.

A figure emerged from the smaller office.

Soft yet somewhat hasty footsteps began reverberating in the large office.

The young man in front of the computer suddenly woke from his doze. He sat up straight, rubbed his bleary eyes, then quickly shook the slumbering muscular men beside him awake, and turned his full attention to the chat interface on the computer.