125: Klien

"Are you guys still not done? Hurry up. You're wasting my time," Clarion said in an annoyed voice as she watched the men continue their search.

They had finished searching more than fifteen floors and were currently on the eighteenth floor. There were twenty-two floors in total, and Penber was on the twentieth floor at the moment, anxiously waiting for any news. The thoroughness of their search was impressive, but the time it consumed was starting to wear on her nerves.

"We're doing it thoroughly. Speed in a task doesn’t guarantee efficiency. In the Froster clan, we only care about efficiency and nothing else," one of the men replied absentmindedly. His tone was calm, almost as if he didn’t care about Clarion's impatience. The Froster clan had a reputation for being methodical, and he was upholding that reputation.

"Who cares what your clan thinks? I'm starving, and you guys are wasting my time," Clarion retorted, frowning. Her stomach growled audibly, adding emphasis to her complaint
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