"Put on a bit of an imposing air..."
"There's no need, these are all elders who have contributed to humanity their whole lives. I've been observing for a long time, they're all quite simple. Wu Man, knock on the door."
Wu Man stepped forward and patted the door.
As Zhou Zhengde, who was serving tea and chatting with several elder professors, turned his head, he immediately said, "Gentlemen! The Commander of Black Storm has arrived!"
The conference room instantly became a mess.
The professors and associate professors seemed to suddenly remember why they were there and gathered again around Professor Lou, sitting down at one side of the oval conference table in a sue-for-peace posture.
Shen Qionglin breathed a sigh of relief and gestured for his subordinates to take seats on the opposite side to bolster Daoist Wang's morale.
The conference room door was pulled open, and Wang Jixuan stepped in quickly, a warm smile on his lips.