Chapter 464

Silas cleared his throat softly and took a sip of tea from his thermos. The tea leaves had been a gift from Dean—just a small amount. According to Old Garcia, drinking it made him feel invigorated, even easing the persistent itch in his eyes. Since returning from the Northwest Military District, Silas’s health had never fully recovered. But these past couple of days, after drinking this floral tea, he felt remarkably refreshed, his cough nearly gone. "That stingy Old Garcia," Forrest muttered, shaking his head. "Couldn’t even spare a little more of the good stuff. At this rate, I’ll finish it in two days. Tch." He took another slow sip, exhaling in satisfaction. Just then, he noticed his assistant pacing hesitantly outside the door, clutching some documents. "What is it?" Forrest called out. Assistant James immediately stepped in with an awkward smile. "Director, it’s like this—Deputy Director Black from the Ministry of Commerce submitted a research paper last month. After reviewing it