Chapitre 449: Those Young Monsters

In the Anglo Embassy, it was afternoon. The well-dressed ambassador wore his sword, looking a little agitated as the time passed by. Finally, when it was about six o'clock, he sighed and asked the secretary, "How long has he been asleep?"

"About fourteen hours." The secretary replied, "I told the maid not to disturb him when he came back this morning, and then he never left the room."

"Maybe he has already gone?" The ambassador looked to his side.

The old musician shook his head. "He is still in the room but he seems to be transforming his musical theory. We'd better not to disturb him at this moment. Otherwise, if there is any problem, I am afraid the consequences will be unpredictable. "

Hearing this, the ambassador sighed helplessly. "It seems that he will be unable to attend."