The subordinate glanced at the Sacred Envoy on the sofa not far away and gritted his teeth before walking up nervously.
However, before he could walk to the man's side and say anything, the man said coldly, "What brings you here in such a rush? Didn't I specially leave the instruction that no one can disturb us without my permission?"
When his subordinate heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground and lowered his head and shoulders. He held his right wrist with his left hand and clenched his right fist between his eyebrows. His eyes were closed as he apologized softly and respectfully, "Sacred Envoy, I know my mistake! However, this matter is indeed especially urgent. I thought that you might want to know immediately, so I rushed over to report it to you."
This was a very strange and mysterious form of kneeling and saluting, like some kind of faith. All the assassins in the organization had this indescribable respect and reverence for the Saint Envoy.
