The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 3120

Longevity Strategist

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The rescue team arrived and began carrying out everyone who had been poisoned and rendered unconscious inside the villa.

Jing Fenglin had come as well... mainly to keep things under control.

They had captured three remnants of the Holy Church, while the Second Family's Azure and Crimson Elders had nearly knelt here. Wasn't that big enough?

—Too big!

As a result, Master Steward had worn a terrible expression ever since arriving at the scene... And when he saw Xiao Luo SIR was here too, he had nearly gone home, shut off his communicator, and taken leave no matter who came—even the Heavenly Emperor himself. Paid annual leave!

"I need an explanation."

He couldn't vent his anger on Officer Luo, but surely he could vent it on the Second Blade Emperor... The dignified steward of South Heaven Gate held a rank considerably higher than that of the Second Blade Emperor, an inspector, after all!

"There's nothing to explain." The Second Blade Emperor spoke calmly. "White Asura, Poison Demon, and Mystic Demon. Arresting those three thugs is enough for you to answer to your superiors and silence those old men from the various factions. I don't have time to argue with you here. I'm injured and need to treat my wounds."

Other than cataracts, where else did he look injured?

Jing Fenglin had plenty of complaints at that moment, but when he thought of the Azure and Crimson Elders' severe injuries, the Second Blade Emperor would probably face punishment from the Second Family after returning... Master Steward felt balanced again.

"If there's an operation like this next time, I hope I won't be the last to know." Jing Fenglin frowned. "Although South Heaven Gate was founded by His Excellency the Dou Huang... South Heaven Gate doesn't belong entirely to the Second Family."

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