The boss heard the noise, stood up immediately, and walked briskly into the room.
The room was spacious and quiet, occupied by a single middle-aged man wearing a black robe and loose, flowing hair. Exuding an otherworldly aura, he was floating in mid-air, sitting cross-legged.
A golden current of air circled his body, condensing into a tangible, concentrated form of Spiritual Energy.
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