The distant threat is the likely encounter with the Golden Governor, and the near one is the Ancestor of the Land Immortals, and the major upheaval that might occur on February 9th next year.
Plus, there are more and more cultists flooding into Chongyang City for the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron.
"This is my city," Zhang Fusheng whispered to himself.
Shaking his head, he pushed aside the complex thoughts, as Black Eye quietly approached from afar.
"Everything has been arranged according to your instructions. What exactly... do you intend to do?"
His question was puzzled, as he softly asked:
"The unknown person behind the scenes is still spreading the news about the Sea-Stabilizing Needle Divine Iron, and the gazes of various sects are gradually focusing on Chongyang City."
Zhang Fusheng smiled:
"And then?"
Black Eye paused in silence, then continued:
"What you asked me to arrange will significantly weaken the Western Sect’s current power in Chongyang City. After all, the Western Sect stands behind you."
"How does this benefit you?"
Faced with Black Eye’s bold questioning, Zhang Fusheng did not respond but calmly said:
"I am more curious, why can your eye see the past and future? Can you explain it to me?"
Black Eye was taken aback and instinctively touched his lone eye, shaking his head:
"How would I know?"
"You truly don’t know?"
Zhang Fusheng’s face suddenly moved closer, staring intensely:
"You can see glimpses of others’ past and future but not your own?"
Black Eye felt his scalp tingle, stepping back three paces, his voice growing dry:
"What do you mean?"
Zhang Fusheng sharply grabbed his neck, a simple twist could break it.
"It seems you have indeed glimpsed yourself."
He articulated each word:
"You know what’s truly going on with your eye, don’t you?"
"You also know where that power comes from, am I right?"
"Why are you unwilling to speak? Why hide it? Is it because... it involves something significant?"
Beads of sweat trickled down Black Eye’s forehead; his demeanor only confirmed Zhang Fusheng’s suspicions.
"You’re not being honest," Zhang Fusheng said lightly.
Black Eye took a deep breath, staring intensely back at Zhang Fusheng:
"Are you going to betray Miss Ming Yue?"
Zhang Fusheng gave a silent smile, shifting the conversation:
"Since you have arranged everything for me, then... thank you."
His power surged out, the Twelve Layers of True Intent Power poured into Black Eye’s body, crushing his meridians, shattering bones, melding into and lurking within every inch of his flesh...
Before today, due to his caution towards Miss Ming Yue, Zhang Fusheng was unsure about taking action against Black Eye.
But now, it was different.
He threw the collapsed Black Eye to the ground like a dead dog, motioning with his hand, and Second Brother Chu quickly came forward.
Zhang Fusheng ordered:
"Lock him up with Jin Qiuyue."
"Yes, sir."
Second Brother Chu dragged Black Eye away.
"First, deal with the Inspector and Chen Qiusheng," Zhang Fusheng exhaled, his gaze lifting.
A hovercar slowly descended, and Lin Changle respectfully opened the door for him.
He stepped in and sat down.
"The Inspector has already arrived, currently at the Public Security Headquarters," Lin Changle meticulously reported:
"It’s a young man named Lin Shiquan, accompanied by a Grandmaster."
"Hmm, I know."
Zhang Fusheng responded casually, having secretly received the relevant information from Chen Daoling. That Lin Shiquan was the Deputy Chief of the Headquarters, Lin Yusheng’s nephew.
Quite a significant background.
However, this was also an opportunity.
An opportunity to extend his influence into the Investigation Bureau.
The hovercar slowly flew on as Zhang Fusheng watched the outside scene, seeing the soldiers gradually retreat from the urban area,
as if... they all received the same order.
Zhang Fusheng looked down from a height, quietly overlooking this city of fear, suddenly smiling:
"Lin, what do you think of this city?"
"Ah?"
Lin Changle was puzzled, not quite understanding the meaning of the Commissioner’s question. She hesitated, then cautiously replied:
"After the riots subside, it should return to normal quickly?"
Zhang Fusheng chuckled:
"Not just normal, I want it to be more prosperous, better with each passing day... what do you think."
"Could Chongyang City, someday in the future, surpass Golden City to become the center of the province?"
Lin Changle listened in bewilderment to the Commissioner’s words, unsure how to respond.
Zhang Fusheng didn’t press her, staring at the bustling city, speaking to himself.
This place, now.
It’s my city now.
......
Midday, 12:20.
The hovercar arrived at the Governance Building, at this moment, the twelve aerospace ships hovering above the Governance Building had also departed.
Just like the soldiers who had suddenly left the city.
Top floor.
Governor’s office.
Lin Shiquan quietly flipped through a thin book, hearing the door open and footsteps entering without even lifting his head.
He calmly spoke:
"Zhang Fusheng, after seven years undercover, you returned and, in under a month, ascended from a Senior Inspector, Assistant Commissioner, to a Level 2 Inspector, Director General..."
The young man closed the book, slightly lifting his eyelids, gazing at the calm and seemingly younger Director Zhang.
He adjusted his glasses and peacefully asked:
"How do you think Chongyang City compares to Jiangzhou City?"
As he spoke, the action team leader stepped forward, gently closing and locking the office door,
Inside the office, the Governor and the Investigation Branch Director sat upright with serious expressions.
Lin Shiquan smiled:
"Director Zhang?"
Zhang Fusheng sized up this young man, then casually sat on the sofa.
He lazily spoke:
"Jiangzhou naturally doesn’t compare to Chongyang City, yet it’s been my home for eighteen years, so I have more feelings for it."
"So, personally, I find Jiangzhou better."
The clear voice echoed through the office.
Both Lin Shiquan and the action team leader were stunned.
The former raised an eyebrow, pulled out a document, slamming it on the table, coldly saying:
"You admit you grew up in Jiangzhou?"
Beside him, the action team leader from Golden City was full of surprise. This guy admitted so quickly?
No intention to struggle at all?
Lin Shiquan stood up, adjusted his coat, glanced at Chen Daoling and the Governor, nodding slightly:
"Then the issue is very clear. This Director Zhang Fusheng has a false identity and may be related to the event of the Evil God’s descent in Jiangzhou."
"Now, as per our Investigation Bureau’s procedures, Governor Zhao, please sign the administrative order immediately."
Zhao Wenting expressed no emotion:
"What administrative order?"
Lin Shiquan frowned:
"To relieve Zhang Fusheng of his duties as Director and detain him, and in a few days, I will personally escort him back to Golden City for a detailed investigation."
"Oh."
Zhao Wenting nodded slightly, standing up.
Then.
Lin Shiquan saw this Governor, asking Chen Daoling:
"Do you agree?"
Chen Daoling shrugged:
"I certainly support the instructions from the Headquarters."
Zhao Wenting nodded solemnly, then turned around, asking Zhang Fusheng:
"Director Zhang, do you agree to sign the administrative order to relieve you of all duties and be detained?"
Zhang Fusheng cheerfully shook his head:
"Veto."
"Oh!"
Zhao Wenting looked at the bewildered Lin Shiquan, smiling:
"Inspector Lin, your instructions to relieve Director Zhang of his duties, after adjudication, was... "
"Vetoed by Director Zhang."