As representatives of a supernatural delegation from another country, even if they were truly detained, things could not be made too ugly. Fire Cloud Evil God was unwilling to end up chatting with himself because the Administration Bureau director's desk was covered with complaint documents.
Therefore, the members of the Nordic delegation and the Jungle-side mysterious delegation were all directly invited into the best hotel in the area—the Four Seasons.
There, dedicated personnel would watch over them and provide food twenty-four hours a day.
The supernaturals from both delegations seemed to know that they could not win in a fight—especially after being sent into the city's forbidden zone, where human weapons were even harder to deal with—so they appeared quite cooperative.
One delegation occupied one floor of the hotel. For the time being, everything remained peaceful.
Fire Cloud Evil God was sitting in the hotel lobby, making himself some kung fu tea to drink. It was only then that Yan Xiaoxi, who had just received the news, hurried over.
"You usually seem quite steady, but your breathing is all over the place. Sit down." Fire Cloud Evil God remained seated on a wooden root stool, perfectly composed.
"I heard you had a little conflict with Advisor Long, Master?"
Fire Cloud said, "If we had really come to blows, do you think your master would still be alive and sitting here? What kind of people are under your command? They refuse to learn anything good and always like to exaggerate, do they?"
"I'll go back and straighten things out." Section Chief Yan immediately became serious.
"The rot is in the roots. It isn't something that can be cured by one or two rounds of rectification." Fire Cloud shook his head, then suddenly said, "After this meeting ends, come with me and