Kuzan's voice carried obvious, deliberate panic as he flusteredly stepped in front of the camera.
The adjutant reacted at once and swiftly cut off the live broadcast.
The next second, the image of the square vanished, but the words from the execution platform—"We are World Government Cipher Pol agents"—exploded across East Blue and even the entire Four Blues.
The moment the broadcast ended, the civilians in the square erupted.
Someone rushed to the execution platform and shouted at the agents being escorted away, "Why?"
"Why did the World Government send you to disguise yourselves as adventurers?"
"Why did you sabotage the Navy's policies?"
Others grabbed nearby Navy soldiers and urgently demanded, "Did you know about this?"
"What the hell is going on?"
"Why did the World Government stab the Navy in the back?"
Most of the soldiers looked utterly bewildered and could only give vague replies. "We don't know. Please wait for instructions from headquarters."
But such answers only deepened the civilians' doubts.
Seeing this, Kuzan knew his plan had succeeded. Though he had not vehemently denied the Cipher Pol agent's words, his panicked appearance had made everything perfectly clear to everyone. Sometimes, silence was the strongest signal, and that was enough. He did not need to say anything else.
Besides, even if he really explained himself, no one would believe him. That was human nature—the more you tried to hide something, the less people believed you.
Watching the crowd in the square, Kuzan murmured, "Where's Mu Chen?"
"So you were pretending all along. This plan of yours isn't something an ordinary person could pull off."
Kuzan found Mu Chen increasingly unreadable. After all, Mu Chen had put on a convincing act before—either slacking off or asking for leave, hardly doing any work at all.
But ever since Mu Chen