Zhang Yu in the Mediation Room
"Someone will take you in for questioning later. Just stick to the plan and take all the blame."
"In short, this was merely a conflict between students. You only had people follow them to obtain information about Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen's tutoring."
"Then try your best to win Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen's forgiveness. It doesn't matter if you have to pay more money. We need to classify this as an ordinary public security incident."
"Your father also told you not to worry. Your uncle is, after all, a Purple-Gold Merit Lord of Third-Rank Faith, and the Zhou Family is one of Songyang City's great clans. They can weather this. At worst, they'll just have to pay more money..."
Listening to the other party's explanation, Zhou Chechen wore a helpless, bitter smile.
Especially when he remembered how he had previously messaged Zhang Yu, telling him to apologize properly to the others.
Yet in the blink of an eye, he was the one who had to apologize to Zhang Yu and kneel to beg the Orthodox God behind him for mercy.
Zhou Chechen sighed inwardly. I'm nothing more than a chess piece on this board.
But this Zhang Yu... for such a trivial matter, he was actually able to get a Sixth-Rank True God to act personally. Just how highly does this Orthodox God value him and Bai Zhenzhen?
While the Wanxing Group and the Zhou Family were in utter turmoil—
Inside the Patrol Bureau.
Zhang Yu continued cultivating in the office.
Though the door was locked, the air conditioning grew colder and colder, and his stomach was empty, there was not the slightest trace of panic on his face. He simply continued his daily cultivation step by step.
*After all, I've handed