In the room, the foreign man raised his eyelids and glanced at the door. He thought it was Harry who had just heard from David and reported to him. Then he said quietly, "Come in."

The door was pushed open with a drop.

The foreign man looked at the door and found that it wasn't Harry who entered, it was David.

But, strangely enough, Dawei's expression confused him.

This fellow, frowning, face pulling long, arms somehow, unable to hang down to both sides, and his eyes seemed full of panic.

What's wrong with David?

The man put down his glass, stood up and walked towards David.

"David, what's wrong with...