Resurrection and the Emanator

As Li Qingyue left, Xie Xie, Na'er, and Gu Yue followed close behind.

Xie’s Mother fell silent for a moment. The last trace of wariness in her eyes slowly faded, and she gave a soft sigh.

"You lot, clean up that head and the body outside. Burn them, then dump the remains in the river!"

Xie’s Mother’s voice was calm. After speaking, she looked at Uncle Li and smiled, then raised a hand and took out a card.

“There are 100,000 Federation Credits on here. Consider it compensation, Old Li.”

"After all, this started because of my child, and it's caused you trouble. Please take it. Don't refuse."

"And please keep our identities secret. Don't tell anyone or spread stories about us. No matter who asks, it would be best not to describe what we look like."

As she spoke, Xie’s Mother’s expression grew solemn.

Uncle Li opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but fell silent, unsure how to begin.

He clearly still had concerns. After all, many things weren't his to decide alone.

He was just an ordinary, honest man with no influence or backing here.

Even his home was rented, and the rent and utilities already cost him plenty.

Seeming to see Uncle Li’s concerns, Xie’s Mother waved a hand dismissively.

"Don't worry about that. Just make sure you don't tell any ordinary people. No police or anyone else will come questioning you. Do you understand what I mean?"

Xie’s Mother looked at Uncle Li, and under her gaze, he hurriedly nodded.

With the Xie Family's power, keeping the police in line was nothing.

To put it bluntly, as long as families like theirs didn't kill someone from another family, what did it matter if they killed an ordinary person?

In this world, the police had