Chapter 97: Magic Pills.

"Useless, all of you are utterly useless. You can't even handle a simple task like this, why do I even bother keeping you around?!"

Crash!

Sitting in an antique-styled study, a middle-aged man around forty years old was visibly furious. He forcefully smashed the teacup in his hand onto the floor, causing shards to scatter everywhere.

Kneeling before the middle-aged man were a man and a woman.

Though several shards struck them, even cutting a few gashes into their skin and causing fresh blood to drip, they didn't dare speak up. They could only lower their heads, not letting out a single whimper.

Moreover, their eyes were filled with fear.

"What, have all of you gone mute now? You're all suddenly silent?"

The middle-aged man, still enraged, abruptly kicked one of the subordinates kneeling before him.

Bang!

The kick was powerful, causing the man's body to fly and crash into the wall.

"Cough, cough..."

Spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, the man wasn't severely injured, but