The seventeen murders that took place that night did not cause much of a stir on Zi Hong Star—except for the one who had died in the city guard's prison.
What planet did not have people dying every day? Especially when the deaths came in all kinds of ways, with many appearing to be accidents.
Only two factions understood what had happened: Hongyun and Ping An.
Ping An had only connected the recent series of anomalies after receiving the notification.
However, their investigative capabilities were indeed formidable. Once they got serious, verifying information was exceptionally fast.
Hongyun, on the other hand, had no way to cry injustice. Not only could they not pressure the authorities, they could not even stir up public opinion.
If everything were laid out plainly, their earlier actions would naturally be exposed.
But after dawn, they discovered the eighteenth body.
It was a Wind Attribute Rank B intelligence scout, found drowned in a hotel bathtub.
Just from his attribute and cultivation level, it was obvious that he had to be an elite of the Hongyun Conglomerate!
Yet the people from Hongyun still suppressed their anger and arranged to meet the Ping An Merchant Group at the Abandoned Wharf in the Suburbs that evening.
A look at the time and location of the meeting made it clear that they had ill intentions.
If the talks broke down, they could fight openly, and both the darkness and the river would make escape easier.
Still, Ping An agreed. That morning, they sent more than ten speedboats to the wharf to patrol the surrounding area.
—You picked the time and place. Surely it was no problem for us to send people to inspect it? When it came to ground equipment on Zi Hong Star, Ping An had never feared anyone.