One day later.
The affairs in the Capital had settled down.
Lei Zi withdrew from the Capital.
Overlord Stronghold pulled out.
The Capital returned to its usual peace.
Little White Tiger, Old Ninth, Ji Min, and Thirteen were invited in for questioning for disturbing the peace.
The Guan Family remained as unshakable as ever, not even sending anyone to ask about their cases.
Inside the detention room.
Four grown men sat on a concrete bed, picking at their feet and chatting.
Tens of thousands of Lei Zi had entered the Capital to cause trouble, yet the final charge was disturbing the peace. That counted as Yang Huaimin returning the favor.
Fortunately, apart from Ji Min, the other three were regular visitors to the Police Bureau and felt no discomfort.
"Fuck... have we been cursed lately?" Ji Min picked his nose, bored out of his mind, rolled the result into a little ball, and flicked it carelessly, landing it right in Thirteen's hair.
Thirteen was completely unaware. Alarmed, Ji Min hurriedly turned away and added, "You got arrested in Hong Kong, then got arrested again in the Capital. Seriously... do you guys have some kind of buff? Trying to sample every major prison in the country?"
"Weren't you a real badass when you stirred up the Judgment Assembly? What are you complaining about now?" Thirteen teased leisurely, a cigarette between his lips and his eyes narrowed.
"How long are they keeping us here?" Old Ninth stretched, walked to the iron bars, and craned his head to look outside.
They were the only occupants of the detention rooms along the entire corridor.
Presumably, the Police Bureau feared someone too blind to know better would provoke these four killers.
"Until those people cool off," Little White Tiger said, picking at his feet. The