Mi Guoyuan stepped forward to check the body on the ground.
His expression grave, he looked towards Zhong Zimo, his lips quivering.
Next to him, an indifferent Yellow Hair administrator said,
"What a pity, dying before enjoying the good days. Forget it, just bury him."
With that, a few men with a strong presence of the streets came over, hoisted the corpse of the C City administrator, and prepared to take it outside to dispose of it.
Zhong Zimo raised his hand, "Wait."
His man, just like that, taken away without any explanation or a proper send-off?
A D City administrator beside him patted Zhong Zimo on the shoulder,
"Secretary Zhong, where are there no dead these days? Right, just move on, our plans from yesterday still need to continue as usual."
"If you're short-staffed, we can assign a few men to you."
Zhong Zimo's face turned sour as he eyed the approaching strangers.
He had no idea about the capabilities of these men.
