Chapter 92: Eat the cake first, then eat you

Thirty minutes ago, [Feng Shui Huan] guild hall.

In an ancient-style landscape courtyard, a middle-aged man in traditional Chinese long robe sat leisurely on a floor cushion, sipping tea in a pavilion.

A young member with a quirky ponytail hurriedly crossed the corridor, walked up to the middle-aged man, and respectfully saluted,

"Master, the newly established guild office in Game Hall 36792 has been completely dismantled."

"Hmm, good." The middle-aged man responded gently with a faint smile on his face.

The young member stood respectfully to the side, showing no sign of leaving, opened his mouth, and hesitated to speak.

"What is it?" The middle-aged man glanced at him, gesturing with a raised hand towards the opposite floor cushion, indicating that if the young disciple had something to say, he could sit down and talk.