Lu Chen was sitting in his office, idly flipping through a book, but he couldn’t concentrate. Something was gnawing at him, keeping him on edge until Mo Nuan and Han Shuren finally walked in. Only then did he relax a little.

Seeing their expressions, Lu Chen could guess how things went, but he still couldn’t help asking, “How did it go? Was it smooth?”

Mo Nuan walked over, her lips curving up into a slight smile. She had the air of a student who’d just aced an exam, eager for praise. “Not bad. Those people are all paper tigers—they bark, but they don’t bite.”

Han Shuren, who had seen Mo...