Waylon was sitting behind the desk, and the laptop in front of him was glowing blue with cold light. She walked over quickly, but she didn't know how to speak nor take the initiative to say her request. Minutes passed by but her head was still hanging down like a pillar.

Looking at her timid appearance, he felt helpless the more he watched her. Finally, couldn't help, he took the initiative to break the silence. "Why are you looking for me, do you need something?"

"Ah..." Startled by his sudden voice, Alena immediately recovered from her thoughts and nodded quickly. "Well, something is going on in my mind."

Waylon didn't...