After Elton Morgan sent the message, the group chat was spammed with candle emojis.
[Volt: The Fourth Master has already gone to contact a professor at The International Conservatory of Music.]
Beta Morgan raised an eyebrow and calmly replied with a message.
[Beta: Volt, no need for the Fourth Master to make contact. Our master is more than qualified for this teaching job.]
A voice message from Elton Morgan arrived immediately after.
"This is your Fourth Master. That was the most hideous version I have ever heard in my entire life. Tell your master to compensate me for my emotional distress and for copyright infringement." Darius Lynch's voice was thick with accusation, and you could feel his foul mood even through the screen.
After listening to the voice message on his earbuds, Beta Morgan glanced up at the man and woman across from him, filled with immense admiration for his master's self-control.
