In his memory, Jiang Shu was extremely appropriate towards others, and his rude behavior just now was merely because he despised that fellow, barely bothering to maintain basic manners.
Chris stared deeply at the two departing figures, his eyes revealing a sinister gleam.
Indeed, lowlifes are lowlifes, not even understanding basic courtesy.
Unfortunately, they were from the Seventh District; out of his reach, or he would have certainly taught them the proper attitude towards a superior.
However, since they were still within the police system, there was an opportunity for revenge.
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"I mean… I'm listening to you, can you leave now?" Evon Garcia looked troubled, gazing at the two Tablet Spirits hovering in the air in front of him.
It was a fine morning, he was in his office with his assistant, eating steak and singing, when suddenly these two creatures had kidnapped him.
Their purpose was quite straightforward initially, a negotiation.
Not to attack the Taigong Dynasty today.
