The Anarchic Consort (Book 1)

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"Deputy Director Zhang is right. They dared record videos in the interrogation room and even invade our system. This clearly shows that they have no respect for us! Leaving such people in the open simply disrupts the peace of society!"

"Yes, I also recommend punishing these violators of the law first! We must punish them severely! If we don't do things properly, everything won't be under control later! We can still take time to solve our internal problems and give everyone an explanation, but these criminals are different. They are simply lawless!"

"That's right! Severely punished, they must be severely punished!"

Hearing this, the disciplinary inspector glanced down indifferently. This disciplinary inspector once served in the army and was an old general. It was said that he had always been ill-tempered back in the army, but ever since he became a disciplinary inspector, he had not lost his temper as easily anymore. He always wore a smile on his face, but anyone who had been in the army knew that they must not mess with this person.

It was a pity that none of these officials had been soldiers before.

"Done speaking?" asked the old general with a smile.

Thinking that he was in favor of their opinions, the people nodded one after another, without forgetting to sip their tea.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, they heard a bang!

The old general smashed the teacup in his hand onto Deputy Director Zhang's head!

"As a deputy director at the police station, this is the kind of reasoning you use to shirk your responsibilities when something goes wrong! You spout nothing but b*llshit!"

Deputy Director Zhang did not expect the old general to erupt all of a sudden. Nonplussed, he reached out and pressed a hand against his forehead, staring blankly at the old general as he stammered, "I, I..."

"Stop quibbling! Take him away! As for the violator you speak of, I have been watching her from the moment she performed her first task. Compared to her, you lot are a bunch of waste! Back when America invaded China, she was one of the defenders!" spat the old general.

They heard a creak as the door of the meeting room swung open.

Where the light and shadows intersected, a slender figure sauntered from within. The person walked with a perfect posture, perhaps the result of long-term training, and watching his every stride was simply eye candy.

The man was dressed in a navy army uniform. The uniform seemed very delicate, accentuating his long legs and straight back. The spurs on his leather high boots gleamed, and as light fell onto the military emblem on his shoulder, it reflected a faint glare which seemed to outshine all other vibrant colors. He was charming beyond words. At that moment, his head was slightly tilted as he held what seemed like a smile on his face. His eyebrows lifted and sank slightly as he began, "Teacher, let me ask for myself. After all, I'm also one of the chief conspirators." As he spoke, he scanned his surroundings. Then, with a hint of a smile in his tone, he added, "I heard that someone wanted to put members of our Tang Sect to blame. Who is it? Show yourself."

Nobody dared stand up. The moment the words "Tang Sect" rolled off his tongue, everyone's faces grew extremely pale!

Not only did no one dare reveal themselves, but everyone also held their breath. No single soul could muster enough courage to even move their hands.

It did not cross their minds at all that this action was neither led by ordinary people without any background, nor the small organizations they had encountered before, but directed by the Tang Sect.