Chief Editor Liu signaled to the other editors, and they quietly exited the editing room.
In the spacious room, only Zhou Xuan, Gu Ling, and Zhao Wuya remained.
Zhou Xuan had a strong sense of "ownership," with the chief editor gone, he still had to host the guests.
He walked to the glass cabinet, took a clean glass cup, and brewed tea for Gu Ling.
"Why are you like this, going everywhere as if it's your own home."
"Within the four seas, all are brothers, what's mine and yours?"
Zhou Xuan handed the tea to Gu Ling, just then, the phone rang.
Zhao Wuya answered the phone, timidly asking: "Hello, is it Grand Master?"
"What's wrong with your Compass?"
"Grand Master, every time I activate my Compass, the needle sinks. I use the 'Gold Division Technique' to urge it, and it drifts into mist, taking me and Mr. Zhou back in circles."
"And then?"
