"Your factory was burned down too."
Le Yu glanced toward the central district a few times and nodded. "Yeah, it really was. Our family's factories were wiped out completely. Sigh, our Jing family is so pitiful."
"So are we just going to sit here?" Quan Xin asked while twirling his pen. "We're not doing anything at all. I feel like my dad's going to chew me out..."
"We did do something." Luo Zhen rolled the dice. "Didn't we send people to call everyone in the Patrol Team's headquarters out and have the company commanders lead their men in pursuit of the arsonists? How can you say we're doing nothing? Your turn, Young Master Qin."
Qin Leyin took the dice and said, "We understand what Young Master Quan means, but there's no point in us going down there to lead the troops. We don't know how many arsonists have infiltrated Half-City District. What if we get ambushed? People of our status shouldn't leave the safety of their halls. An attack on the factory district is everyone's problem, but if we're attacked, then it becomes our problem."
"After all, we have no idea what force these attackers belong to."
Ting Chaozao asked in confusion, "Aren't they Anti-Light Faction?"
Qin Leyin smiled and shook his head. "In just five minutes, these two groups of 'Anti-Light Faction' destroyed nearly half the factories, and the Patrol Team couldn't react at all. This level of mobility, comparable to elite soldiers, and their understanding of the Patrol Team... Rather than believing they're 'Anti-Light Faction,' I'd rather believe..."
Qin Leyin glanced at Le Yu. "...that they're actually 'Anti-Light Faction' under someone in the Silver Blood Society."
Le Yu's heart gave a jolt. He hurriedly took a sip of chilled Honey Five-Flower Tea to calm himself.
Lan Jianbo said,