"Wang Rong was my old classmate. So much time has passed, but I'd say I understand him fairly well. He's a very serious person. He never loses control in front of outsiders, nor does he ever make himself look unprofessional. Back when we were in school, whenever exams came around, he would always stay up all night studying, afraid he had forgotten something."
"It's the same now. I heard he works overtime every night at the Information Receiving and Dispatch Office, often not returning home for weeks at a time. The Dragon Lord has had to personally go to the office and order him to return home and rest before he would stop."
"But people's hearts do change in the end."
The commander lowered his head and pondered, seemingly reminiscing, or perhaps lamenting how time had changed everything.
In the past, the Action Office had only suspected Wang Rong, but had never possessed any decisive evidence that could establish his guilt.
Moreover, given Wang Rong's status, the Action Office below had no authority to investigate him in detail even if he had leaked some information.
After all, no one knew whether Wang Rong had secretly received some mission and was luring the enemy into revealing themselves.
If the Action Office rashly got involved and ruined the mission, the consequences would have been disastrous.
However, the situation this time was completely different.
The emergency intelligence from Tianyuan had exposed not just one Wang Rong, but an entire nest of rats.
Last night alone, the investigation across the satellite cities of the entire Dragon Flag Territory had uncovered as many as forty people.
Wang Rong held the highest position among them, but beneath him were no fewer than eight contacts scattered throughout important departments of the Dragon Flag Territory.
The discovery was