Welcome, Inspector!

Just as the East District defense line sank into the euphoria of victory, several piercing whistles came from the sky.

Liu Wuxin, Chen Haidong, Su Zhenghao, Li Wanjun, and the heads of several major families descended from above with a group of formidable guards, landing amid the ruins where the flames of war had only just subsided.

Their faces had already changed into expressions of "concern," "anxiety," and "relief," utterly different from the cold calculations they had worn atop the watchtower.

"Inspector Xiao! Are you all right? You had us worried sick!"

Liu Wuxin stepped forward first, wearing an expression of "lingering fear" as he looked at Xiao Wuhen, whose lips were stained with blood and whose aura was weak.

"The moment we received the call for aid, we immediately gathered our forces and prepared to come support you. We never expected that, even rushing here as fast as we could, we would still be a step too late... Fortunately, fortunately, Inspector, your divine might was invincible, and you repelled the Beast Tide!"

"Yes, yes! Inspector, you have worked hard!"

"South River was preserved entirely thanks to the Inspector and all the soldiers risking their lives!"

"Quick, quick! Help the Inspector down to rest and treat his injuries!"

The other family heads chimed in as well, their tones "sincere" and their gazes "reverent," as though they had not been the ones who had stood by and watched him die, perhaps even hoping that Xiao Wuhen would perish in battle.

Xiao Wuhen felt sick at the sight of their hypocritical faces. He could not even be bothered to speak, merely snorting coldly and turning his head away.

Liu Wuxin and the others had run into a soft wall. A trace of awkwardness flashed across their faces, but they quickly concealed it.