"Boss, I beg you this time, let me kill her!"
"No, I like her very much."
Wayne decisively refused, glaring fiercely at Heya: "What did I just say? Have you forgotten again?"
Heya lowered her head and softly apologized to the secretary.
"Let me reiterate the meeting rules: only I can interrupt, irrelevant topics are not allowed. All of you are acting so petty, where's the dignity of angels? Even I, as the Archangel, can't stand it."
Wayne slapped the table and continued: "This Devil is very unusual, remarkably discreet and patient, traits we've never seen before. Moreover, he possesses Demon King-level power. If he erupts, the consequences would be unimaginable."
The two women nodded simultaneously. Compared to this Demon King, the Lord of Envy seemed excessively immature and emotionally underdeveloped.
"Boss, which Demon King do you think it could be?"
"You go first." Wayne patted his own chair.
