The high-intensity floodlight swept over, and a coyote rider emerged within the sandstorm.
Upon seeing the iconic coyote, several sentries exchanged discreet glances. One immediately stepped forward and urgently said, "Director Xie, a huge pit suddenly collapsed in front of the plaza, and insects emerged, biting many people to death. Vice Captain Chen Shan has already gone over there."
The rider on the coyote was none other than Old Xie, who had recently been appointed as the Director of the Food Production Bureau, a position that granted him control over the city's food production, placing his status even higher than when he was second-in-command at Jinfeng Peak.
But at this moment, hearing these words made cold sweat pour down from Old Xie's forehead, so heavy the sand couldn't stick. When the wind blew, it brought a chilling cold to his entire forehead.
Apart from managing food production, one important task he had was to restrain the underground giant beetles!
