“Haha, still as fiery as ever, I see,” the old man quipped, his tone as nonchalant as ever.

Yet Layra’s hardened expression didn’t waver.

Even now, she seemed ready to unleash devastation.

“Alright, alright! My joke went too far. You know I didn’t mean it that way, don’t you?”

Finally, the intensity of her aura lessened slightly.

Fwoosh—

Even so, the brief surge of her anger had already turned several pieces of furniture in the office to ash—furniture crafted from materials designed to withstand extreme heat.

“Hoo... This is why I can’t even joke around here. One bad joke and …