Beneath the Public Security Headquarters.
Severe Punishment Area.
Chen Qiusheng listened to the sounds of explosions, the clamor, yet sat alone in the deep and deserted corridor.
There wasn't even a guard.
The entire Public Security Headquarters, apart from the Director General, wished for his departure.
But he stubbornly refused to leave.
"It's easy to invite a deity, but hard to send one away."
Chen Qiusheng mused to himself, this time it was an opportunity, if everything went smoothly, not only could he secure the position of Golden Legislator,
but he could also incidentally eliminate Chen Daoling and Zhang Fusheng.
His fingers lightly tapped on the shackles, matching the rhythm of the outside explosions, burning sounds, and roaring, blending into a symphony.
He just sat there, in the dead silent corridor, in the deserted Severe Punishment Area, unmoving, draped in shackles, yet already stirring up a storm throughout the city.
"This storm throughout the city..."
