Xu Yi said, "Go on, tell me. Why did you call everyone together for a meeting? What's the agenda? Let's hear it."
He had already arrived and used his perception to catch every word Leng Xing had said.
Leng Xing felt a chill around his neck. After trembling for a long while, he managed to stammer, "I—I called this meeting to urge my fellow colleagues here in the First Division to answer Lord Xu's call and follow his orders."
The whole room erupted in an uproar. No one had expected the usually upright and stern Division Chief Leng to reveal such a ridiculous side of himself.
In front of a roomful of people, he had spun a lie so absurd it seemed to defy daylight.
Even if Lord Xu was ruthless, there was no need to be this terrified, was there? Hadn't you been brimming with confidence earlier, acting as if everything was under your control?
Of course, no one present knew what Leng Xing was thinking. At that moment, in Leng Xing's mind, Xu Yi had officially evolved from a greenhorn in the officialdom into a terrifying Great Devil King.
He didn't know how Feng Ting Shu had died, and he hadn't caught the details of the case from the few words he'd heard.
All he knew was that Xu Yi had gotten involved, and Feng Ting Shu had died. Feng Ting Shu had been sworn enemies with that Xu fellow.
Even if Feng Ting Shu really was guilty, Deputy Director Zhao had clearly been protecting him. How had he still lost, and even left Deputy Director Zhao humiliated?
What did that mean? It meant Xu Yi was merciless when he went after someone, and he always went straight for the kill.
How could a petty man like that