Just as Qin Fan left the Imperial Kitchen, three of the government's highest-level teams simultaneously appeared in Four-nine City.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Even the special disciplinary squad under the direct command of the Forbidden City has been mobilized?"
"But everything's been quiet! There wasn't a single rumor!"
"They're pulling the rug out from under someone without any warning! Who are they after? Have they gone mad?"
A convoy of Audis with special license plates drove into Four-nine City. Along the way, everyone from the younger generation to the wizened old-timers who had weathered countless storms could only gawk in disbelief.
In recent history, there had never been such a deployment without any forewarning. Were they here for a friendly chat or a banquet? Impossible. That left only one other possibility—one that no one could believe, let alone face.
