Corite paced back and forth in agitation.
Fu*ck, sooner or later, I'll make you pay!
The anger smoldering inside him felt like a balloon on the verge of bursting.
Last night, the two of them had waited all night, but Cao Zhenhua never showed up.
He was an orphan whom the Myriad Gods Society had gathered from all over and raised from childhood. To him, the Society was like family. He had always despised selfish people who treated the organization's missions carelessly. What he despised even more was that these people held higher positions and mattered more to the organization than he did.
But no matter how angry he was, he could only endure it.
Time ticked by. Soon, it was time for work, and one car after another drove through the gates of the Third Affairs Investigation Bureau.
Yet he still didn't see Cao Zhenhua anywhere.
When it was past ten, he finally couldn't hold back any longer and headed for the security office.
"You're looking for Director Cao?"
A young security guard gave him a strange look.
"Yeah, I had an appointment with Director Cao today. Help me out, brother." Corite handed him a wad of money.
The guard pocketed it without a change in expression and said, "You didn't hear that something happened to Director Cao yesterday?"
"Something happened? What happened to him?" The Southeast Asian man's heart lurched, and he hurriedly asked.
"He was murdered yesterday. He died right here in the parking lot. Don't go saying I told you!"
Corite hurried toward the black van by the roadside, his expression grim and his heart turning cold.
Have we been exposed?
No, I have to leave Hedong City today.
Great Xia Nation wasn't some tiny country the Society could do whatever it pleased with. As one