Yang Yan said nothing, but his gaze was equally cold.
"Ah..." Seeing the three of them instantly take the same side, Zhang Hongbo felt helpless as well. He explained, "Of course, not every report is accepted, nor does every one make its way to me."
"This time, the report was made under a real name, and the person personally came to the Inspection Department. Su Chen, you know this person too."
A real-name report? He came in person? And he knew Su Chen?
Yang Yan's gaze shifted slightly, and his expression softened somewhat.
"City Lord, could you be more specific?" Su Chen muttered to himself. Still, an upright man had nothing to fear from shadows, so he remained confident.
Zhang Hongbo had expected this. He merely pressed a few buttons on the desk, and several Inspection Guards soon escorted someone forward.
A flicker of surprise crossed Su Chen's eyes. He really did know this person. "Huang Peng."
He was the leader of the small refugee group Su Chen's former self had belonged to.
"Su... Su Chen..." Huang Peng raised his head, and an indescribably complicated look welled up in his eyes—resentment mixed with what seemed like sorrow. "Didn't expect it, did you? That we'd meet again."
Gu Bing frowned beside them. These two really did know each other.
Only then did Su Chen say, "City Lord, didn't you investigate? He should have disappeared without explanation before this."
"It was precisely because we investigated that we summoned you here." Zhang Hongbo gave his explanation, his eyes turning profound. "The people who took him away should have been Black Pagoda Believers, but they sent him back and accused you of being a Strange God believer."
"That means the Black Pagoda Believers, for some reason, believe that you are also a Strange God