City Hall Reception.
Long Zhan looked at the faint firelight visible in the distant night sky, his expression somewhat grave.
As the director of the Abnormal Administration Bureau of Bin City, he was well aware of how highly Han Jiugong from Han City valued Shao Zifeng, but the news he had received was very unfavorable for the situation.
"Cough cough..."
Han Jiugong coughed violently several times and slowly opened his eyes.
The air was filled with the scent of flowers, masking the faint smells of sulfur and blood. He stared blankly at the dark night sky, seemingly not yet fully awake.
"Mayor Jiugong, you are awake."
Hearing a familiar voice, Han Jiugong slowly turned his head, and Long Zhan's stern face appeared before him.
"Where is Xiao Shao, how are things now?"
Han Jiugong propped himself up with his arms, his gaze continuously scanning the surroundings.
