Arthur paused in his step, his deeply contoured face stiffening slightly.
"Sorry, I didn't quite catch that."
Zhao Chen cleared his throat lightly, "The situation is, Gu has had an emergency today and seems to be feeling unwell, so he can't make it. Mr. Arthur, after all, health comes first, right?"
Shades of confusion flickered through Arthur's deep blue eyes, but his lips formed a smile, "You're right, let's have a video conference then, just his appearance will do."
"..." Zhao Chen wiped his sweat, "About that."
"Hah, even if he's too ill to get out of bed, too sick to talk, he could still listen, couldn't he?"
"That's true in theory, but practically speaking, Gu still thinks it's best to leave everything in your hands for the time being."
"Best? Haha." Arthur smiled, yet his words were through clenched teeth, "Tell him I'll be back in the United Kingdom in a week. He can handle the rest himself."