In the restroom.
Wang Yiyang held his phone, quietly watching the screen.
The number connected soon. After a few rings, someone picked up.
"Minister Wang, it seems you've run into trouble."
Peijia, the leader of the Yanhu Sect, seemed to be eating. Chewing sounds came through the phone.
"I have, indeed. I was wondering if you have any connections at the National Security Bureau," Wang Yiyang said bluntly, without hiding anything.
He knew that with the Yanhu Sect's intelligence network, it wouldn't be difficult for them to learn that the National Security Bureau had made a move against him.
Sure enough, Peijia laughed without the slightest surprise.
"The Federal Security Bureau? They're no pushovers. How did you get on their bad side?"
"The Mechanized Suit," Wang Yiyang answered frankly.
"I thought so." Peijia paused. "There are a few ways to deal with this, but it depends on what you choose."
"Please advise me, Sect Master. It would be best if we could avoid using force." Wang Yiyang didn't want to make a huge scene or take things too far.
"It's simple." Peijia chuckled. "First, use your influence in society and your group's influence to pressure the local authorities. You can go through the local assembly to counter the Federal House of Representatives.
"In theory, each local assembly and government is an independent entity, and each can revise its own local laws. So, if your influence is strong enough, you can apply pressure through economic means."
"Second, you can pressure them individually. I have the phone numbers of several state legislators from Boke Kangna State, where Yingxing City is located. If you want them, I can send them to you."
"Third, you don't have to use your own force, but you can always hire us to handle it." Peijia laughed. "If