Darius took one step forward, turned to

face ahead, and entered the conference room.

The lead security guard froze with a blank

look. It took a long time before he snapped to his senses, rushing up to Darius

while his eyes darted around the space.

Then, he smiled warmly at Darius and said,

“Before we assign FT TV’s new successor, I’ll serve you to the best of my

abilities. That’s pretty much how things will go. In any case, I’m more than

happy to be at your service.”

A frown briefly appeared on Darius’ face,

but he did not say a word since he knew the lead security guard beside him was

telling the truth—those were the security guard’s genuine thoughts.

However, that was unnecessary to Darius,

who only hoped to gather the television network company’s higher-ups into the

conference room at once; only then could he relax and do what he wanted. Even

though he felt anxious, he did not show it; even the muscles on his face were

relaxed the entire time.

No dangerous or threatening powers