Elder Dan turned off the television, his gaze falling on Dan Junxuan whose face was slightly dark, "What's the matter?"
Seeing him like this, Elder Dan's heart couldn't help but sink.
Dan Junxuan remained silent for a while, his hand that held the blue file folder was perspiring. He wanted to speak, wanted to immediately tell him, but for some reason, he couldn't make a sound when the words reached his throat.