"Veto?"
Lin Shiquan chewed on these four words, his expression dark and cold:
"Martial Law?"
As an Inspector of the Investigation Bureau, he was naturally very clear about these regulations, and for a moment, he laughed out of anger:
"Governor Zhao, Director Chen, are you planning to shield Zhang Fusheng and oppose the Headquarters? I now have reason to suspect you of colluding with the cults."
"Colluding with the cults?"
Chen Daoling's face displayed an exaggerated expression, waving his hands repeatedly:
"Laozi, my neck doesn't have the strength to bear such a big accusation. With the current chaos in Chongyang City, Inspector Lin should be able to see it. We are only following the rules and procedures..."
Lin Shiquan stared at him coldly, without any apprehension despite the presence of the two Grandmasters,
He exhaled lightly and said listlessly:
"The implementation of Martial Law is extremely stringent. So, was this riot initiated by the cultists?"
"Yes."
