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    After Neris voiced her question, the conference room was engulfed in silence.

    Press Club members either avoided eye contact, swallowed dryly, or tightly closed their eyes as if in agony.

    Everyone knew well what kind of consequences would follow afterward.

    The man’s burning golden eyes indifferently turned towards Neris.

    She shed tears and smiled pitifully.

    “I-I was wrong.”

    Her voice trembled when she spoke. In those faint words mixed with a hint of weeping, there was a power that moved people’s hearts.

    “I-I made a mistake… It w-was never a doubt. I just unintentionally slipped out….”

    Neris pleaded in this manner.

    “P-Please… Ugh, Keu Kyaaaargh!”

    Of course, it was an entirely futile attempt.

    Ian threw his hatchet and crushed Neris’s shoulder. After that, he silently raised his hand and retrieved the hatchet again.

    Neris now knelt on the ground, her body slumped. The sounds of sobbing and groaning escaping from her mouth hinted at the pain and fear she was experiencing.

    Ian, who had been briefly observing that miserable scene, glanced at the Press Club members and asked.

    “Anybody else still harboring doubts?”

    Of course, no one dared to open their mouths.

    Only then did Ian nod before taking his steps away. Before leaving, his final instructions were as follows.

    “Investigate the requested information by tomorrow. And take your branch manager, Neris, to the temple.”

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