“Idiots!”
The middle-aged man cursed. He was not contented, though. He picked up the wine glass on the side and threw it to his confidant in front of him. The subordinate didn’t make any effort to move out of the way. He was used to it. And he was sure that if he was not hit by this glass, the boss would pick a bigger object to throw at him. That must hurt more than the hit of the wine glass.
The other people in the room didn’t make a sound. Not even a flinch. The boss’ temper had always been bad and lately, it has become worse. It would be for one’s benefit to try and be more unnoticeable, or else, the boss might find you to be the next sparing partner. So, everyone didn’t dare to look up.
“I gave you a single job. If you can’t get her, alive, kill her then get her blood!” He scanned
