Although Director Saran pushed the door open and entered directly, Amirus didn't seem surprised at all.
The seemingly frail old man was currently dressed in nothing but a thin white gown. It was only now, that Wuming finally saw beneath the white gown, Amirus' stooped body was actually filled with streamlined muscles.
"Oh, the two of you…"
The old man leisurely came forward, "What brings you here?"
Amirus was short in stature and only reached up to Saran's chest.
Yet Saran just smiled broadly, "Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?"
First, Amirus led the two into the tea room, brewed a cup of green tea for each, then he sighed, settling opposite them like a true elder.
"You're not the type to idle around."
The old man's demeanor was gentle, "Why not speak frankly, what is it you need to inform us about?"
"It's not really a big deal."
Saran spoke nonchalantly, "Kubler is coming back, along with the others as well."
