C137 The Man in the Main Seat

My country.

In the spacious and bright conference room, a man who looked like he was in his mid-twenties sat on the main seat. His short blonde hair fluttered in the wind. Under his slanted eyebrows, there was a pair of sharp and deep black eyes. His eyes were deep, and his nose was high. He looked like an eagle in the dark.

His thin lips were slightly raised, and he was cold and arrogant