Jiang Cheng and Mole sent off the diplomats and went up to the hotel room. Upon entering the room, the lavish decor was quite impressive, truly worthy of Capital City's best hotel. Inside the room, Mole stared blankly at Jiang Cheng. "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Cheng asked curiously. "It's nothing, just feels like a dream. Just a few days ago, I was infiltrating the West District's network system, crippling it, and today I'm actually the head of the West District's security team... It's hard to believe." Mole said slowly.
Keke." Jiang Cheng listened to Mole's words and simply smiled sheepishly without saying anything.
The atmosphere inside the room suddenly became awkward, with both sitting silently, neither initiating conversation.
