Luoyi, Duke Mi's Mansion!
Western Patrol Envoy Xi Qiangu had been driven to splitting headaches by the serial theft cases. After running about outside for an entire day, he did not return to his residence until deep into the night. But this was not yet the time for him to rest.
As the king of the western underground world, this was precisely when he was busiest.
Though he was stuck in Luoyi and unable to return, much of the Western Patrol Envoy's official business was first sent through small Teleportation Arrays to a secret stronghold on Dragon Roaming Plain, then delivered to the mansion by fast horse for his review and handling.
The moment he returned, Xi Qiangu bent over his desk and began dealing with one matter after another, both open and covert, under the Western Patrol Envoy's jurisdiction. In particular, the letters written in code gave him quite a headache.
There was no helping it. With him in Luoyi, these matters that could not be exposed still had to be handled, so they could only be encoded in extremely complex ciphers before being submitted to Xi Qiangu.
Even for Xi Qiangu, the head of the Heavenly Patrol Division, reviewing these documents was an arduous task.
Suddenly, Xi Qiangu's gaze fell upon a coded report delivered earlier that day. Once he decoded and read the original text, his expression abruptly darkened.
"Wei Gang, come in!"
The instant a sharp-looking middle-aged man stepped inside, Xi Qiangu flung the document in front of him straight at the man's face.
"A pack of useless trash! You mobilized so much manpower and resources to deal with one tiny fly, yet you still failed!"
Wei Gang's expression did not change in the slightest. He slowly picked up the document and said, "My lord, the