Jiangnan Base City, Extreme Martial Arts Hall Headquarters.
Inside the chairman's office on the eighteenth floor of Extreme Tower—the tallest building in the compound.
Zhuge Tao sat opposite Chairman Zhou Zhengyong, pouring cup after cup of tea down his throat. He paid no heed to the scalding temperature, nor did he care that the tea splashing out from his overly forceful movements had already soaked his clothes. There was none of his usual refined and easygoing demeanor left.
Zhou Zhengyong said nothing. He simply smoked one cigarette after another without pause, until the ashtray was already crammed full of cigarette butts.
Suddenly, Zhuge Tao stopped moving and raised his head, revealing a haggard face. The stubble around his lips had clearly gone untrimmed for days, while his bloodshot eyes showed that he had not rested properly in quite some time.
"Are we really just going to stand by and do nothing? He ended up like this because of us, after all. We can't be so heartless." Zhuge Tao's eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Zhou Zhengyong. "The Inspector! Can we ask the Inspector to intervene? Given the Inspector's status, the Tong Family can't possibly refuse to show him respect."
Zhou Zhengyong shot Zhuge Tao a look, then sighed and shook his head. He stubbed the nearly spent cigarette in his hand into the already overflowing ashtray and said bitterly, "You know the Inspector doesn't care about this sort of thing. Right now, he's wholly focused on honing his spear techniques, hoping to break through to War God Level and become an existence beyond the War God Level."
"Not long ago, even when the Dojo Master came to the base city to see the Inspector, the Inspector was still in the Wilderness Zone."
"That's true." For a moment, the light