The private room was around 30 square meters. The aesthetic of the room matched the design of a normal military bunker, bleak and monotonous. Ling Lan casually sat on the sofa of the room. She pointed at the sofa to signal for everyone to sit down. Gu Dongyang chose to sit on Ling Lan's left side. Xie Yi pulled Luo Lang and sat on Ling Lan's right. Li Yingjie was a step too slow. He could only grumble and sit beside Gu Dongyang. Well, he could sit on the sofa opposite from Ling Lan but that sofa was for the two people from the Flying Dragon Special Forces. Li Yingjie was an unreasonable and irritating person but when it comes to important affairs, he knew what he should do. Tang Ningyu and Mu Chaoran knew that they should sit on the sofa opposite from Ling Lan that was specially left for them so they sat down naturally. As they sat down, robotic attendants came in to send them their tea and snacks. Ling Lan took a cup of black tea and had a sip of it. She placed it on the coffee table beside her before asking, "What do you want to talk about?" Ling Lan never liked beating around the bush so she decided to clarify the matters between them at once.