After leaving the plaza, Chen Chuan got into the special car Fan Zhentong had brought to pick him up, and they drove toward Zhongjing.
As everyone watched the two leave, Peng Jinghui stood there in silence. Several members of the Secret Sect Review Bureau behind him looked at him with some sympathy.
They had just received word that he had been temporarily suspended from duty.
It was obvious that someone had deliberately pushed him out as a pawn, intending to throw him into the pit once something went wrong while clearing themselves of any connection.
Fortunately, that person seemed not to intend to pursue the matter. Otherwise, his future prospects would likely have been grim.
Together with the others present, they watched the departing special car, their gazes full of awe. The Highest Security Advisory Group—entering that meant, without question, standing at the very peak of Great Shun's power.
Inside the special car, Fan Zhentong said, "The domestic Fighter Council derives its authority from authorization by the Advisory Council.
"However, the Council is also a member of the World Fighter Council. Councils from countries around the world send commissioners to one another, so they inevitably come under international influence at times.
"Through such procedures and frameworks, Fighters from small nations can be coerced and controlled by major powers. As a great power, Great Shun benefits from this as well, though we cannot avoid being influenced by it sometimes."
Chen Chuan said, "Mr. Fan, are you saying that Councilor Peng's arrival was influenced by international forces?"
Fan Zhentong said, "There must have been internal forces involved as well, but in this matter, they could at most have helped fan the flames. There's no evidence to seize on. Of course, it can still be investigated—it depends on Advisor Chen's personal attitude.
"If