As for the threat of the Flower God...
Truth be told, they were aware of some secrets. The Flower God's Divine Soul had self-destructed, and even if she escaped that disaster, she was in her weakest state.
Let's not even talk about whether her strength could be restored.
Even if it truly could be restored, it would take at least several decades.
By that time, no one would even know if Director Pang was still alive.
So, they didn't care about it one bit....
And just when everyone was convinced that the Flower God couldn't escape her fate,
at that moment, the Flower God, having self-destructed all the Divine Power she brought from Spirit Realm Mountain, hid her Divine Soul among the petals, floating with the many petals drifting over Emerald City with the wind....
While fluttering with the petals, the Flower God also cursed in irritation within the petal,
"Damn it! I've lost too much this time!"
"Pang Men, you better not let me catch you! Otherwise, I swear I'll make a thousand dogs take turns with you!"
"Thank goodness I had a hidden trick up my sleeve, a concealed escape-type Divine Skill, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to dodge that Mortality-Shedding level's investigation today."
Thinking of that Mortality-Shedding level investigator who wanted to capture her alive, the Flower God, feeling humiliated, started cursing up a storm again.
Luckily, the other petals didn't possess Spiritual Wisdom. If they did, realizing there was such a crude petal among them, most likely would have scared them white...
While she cursed and ranted, the Flower God wasn't idle, either. She carefully observed the direction with her faint perception and gently vibrated her petal, adjusting the course,
"I remember it's right around here!"
"Back then, before self-destructing, I scanned the whole city and found two places that felt comfortable."
"One is near the Flower God's Private Garden, too dangerous."
"The other should be right in this area."
"Both places gave off a comfortable and familiar feeling. They might be compatible with me, or from the same Bloodline, capable of helping me recover my Divine Soul."
"But how come it's nowhere to be seen now...."
As she mumbled to herself, the Flower God drifted along with one breeze after another.
Finally, after another five minutes, she exclaimed in surprise, "Ah? It's right here!"
With that, her Divine Soul attempted to maneuver the petal with the wind, drifting towards a building and slipping into a house.
Maneuvering her petal gently around the room, the Flower God scanned the room....
And she discovered it was just a very ordinary room of a solitary human, except... in the toilet, there was a Green Wood Fox watering itself with vines...
"What a stupid dog. But please don't let it be related to my Bloodline. That would be a total embarrassment!"
While silently praying in her mind, the Flower God also faintly sensed the comforting spot in the room.
Then, to her surprise, she found that the source of the comfortable aura wasn't from that stupid Green Wood Fox, but rather... on the bed in the bedroom.
"Eh? Why would it be here?"
Although puzzled, the Flower God still floated gently into the bedroom, towards the bed.
As expected, the moment she landed on that bed, the Flower God immediately felt an extremely pure essence nourishing her weakened Divine Soul.
"Ah~ That's fucking satisfying!"
The Divine Soul within the petal was now as comfortable as if it was lying back in supreme contentment.
While nursing her Divine Soul's injuries, the Flower God didn't forget to pinpoint the source of this essence.
But... no matter how she sensed, she couldn't find the origin of that essence.
Because... that essence felt like a rootless duckweed, diminishing with every bit absorbed.
After absorbing the essence for a while, the Flower God speculated, "Could it be... that this aura was left by the owner of this room?"
She hesitated, "If that's the case... then this room's owner might have a Bloodline connection with me."
"I can't let him get away! Ugh! I can't let him escape; I need to stick close to him to properly recover."
Thinking this way, the Flower God quietly moved, concealing herself under the bedsheet, and then continued drawing from the now slightly depleted essence, slowly healing her Divine Soul's injuries.....
The abrupt chaos during the Flower Morning Festival had a tremendous impact on Emerald City.
All the official departments mobilized to mitigate the effects of the incident:
The Governing Hall swiftly arranged for officials to comfort the panicked citizens.
The Investigation Bureau and the Federal Defense Team also mobilized a large number of Investigators and Defense Team members to enforce the law throughout the city, to prevent petty criminals or gang members from causing trouble.
And the Security Bureau was even busier.
Not only did they have to assist the Special Task Force in capturing members of the seven major gangs involved, but they also had to scrutinize and research various items and props in the Flower God's Private Garden space.
This was not a simple task.
After all, there were too many strange powers in this world.
No one knew whether those involved members, or the arrangements within the Flower God's Private Garden, might conceal any dangers.
For instance, just figuring out the rules of the garden that had countless flowers planted took over two hours of time for the experts from the Security Bureau's Judicial Department.
Other, more secretive investigations took even longer. Sometimes three to four hours at least.
If not for the sheer number of people the Security Bureau had, it's estimated it would take three to four days to complete.
Within all this, the issue of Qin 28 that Fang Ze was so concerned about went unnoticed by both the Security Bureau and the Special Task Force.
However, it makes sense when you think about it. In the eyes of most people, the Flower God would have used every resource to descend to this world. So the depletion of all Qin 28 seems reasonable.