174: A real crisis!

Shangjing City, Night Watcher Headquarters.

Bu Li changed into a casual outfit and walked into the Night Watcher Headquarters building.

His expression was somewhat solemn. A few days ago, during the operation to support the Zhaijie Institute, he led the Spirit Medium Squad to pursue Qian Mo, but unfortunately, they failed to complete the mission.

Today, he came to the Night Watcher Headquarters to offer an apology.

Bu Li arrived at the door of Zuo Qing's office, hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and gently knocked on the door.

“Reporting to Commander, I am Bu Li.”

“Come in!” Zuo Qing's voice came from inside the room.

Bu Li walked into the office. He was very familiar with Zuo Qing, but now in the office, he felt uncomfortable all over.

Before, when he came, he almost always came to receive commendations, but this time was completely different.

Looking at the slightly constrained Bu Li, Zuo Qing smiled.

“Sit down. We can talk slowly about anything.” Zuo Qing pointed to the sofa in the office, motioning for Bu Li to sit down.

“I'll stand and speak!” Bu Li finally said, “I'm here to offer an apology. The Spirit Medium Squad failed to complete the mission to support the Zhaijie Institute.”

“You came just to talk about this?” Zuo Qing asked.

Bu Li nodded, “We failed to complete the task entrusted by Senior Sword Saint, and we truly feel guilty.”

“Sigh!” Zuo Qing sighed, “This matter is indeed very serious.”

Hearing Zuo Qing say this, Bu Li's guilt grew heavier.

“However, you are not the main reason for the failure of the Zhaijie Institute incident, or rather, if we're talking about accountability, you'd have to be further down the list.”

“Ah?” Bu Li was stunned. Zuo Qing's words were so abrupt, he completely failed to understand what was going on.

“Are the consequences of Qian Mo escaping so serious?” Bu Li asked.

Zuo Qing looked at Bu Li with a strange gaze, “Of course we know how difficult Qian Mo is to deal with. Not catching him isn't a big deal.”

After hearing Zuo Qing's words, Bu Li also had doubts in his heart, “Then why did you say that if we're talking about accountability, we can only be further down the list? Could it be that someone caused an even bigger problem?”

“What, you don't know what happened after the Zhaijie Institute incident?” Zuo Qing asked.

Bu Li shook his head, “Senior Sword Saint is stationed there, how could there be a problem…”

Bu Li's words stopped halfway, and then he changed to a questioning tone, “Wait, could it be that something went wrong on Senior Sword Saint's side?”

Zuo Qing nodded, acknowledging Bu Li's words.

“How is that possible?” Bu Li's voice involuntarily rose, “No way, Senior Sword Saint is the strongest fighter in Daxia, no one can defeat him.”

“My reaction was similar to yours when I first heard about it,” Zuo Qing picked up a folder and threw it in front of Bu Li, “Take a look for yourself.”

Bu Li picked up the file and began to read it.

The more Bu Li read, the more agitated he became, “No way, how is that possible? That Song Zhong actually made Senior Sword Saint use three swords.”

“But this is the truth. Zhou Ping ultimately let Song Zhong go.” Zuo Qing said helplessly.

“This, this is simply unbelievable.” Bu Li's emotions were a bit agitated.

Within the Night Watcher, there were many fans of Zhou Ping, and Bu Li was one of them.

Bu Li had once experienced Senior Zhou Ping's demeanor, and he naturally knew how powerful that man was. Even now, Bu Li still regarded him as his goal.

“Calm down first. No matter what, the Sword Saint is not a Night Watcher after all. He just has a very close personal relationship with Commander Ye.”

“I won't hide it from you, the higher-ups of the Night Watcher are very angry about Zhou Ping's self-assertion this time. Commander Ye couldn't withstand the pressure and has already gone to Zhou Ping personally to understand the situation.”

Zuo Qing patiently explained, “So, some of Commander Ye's work is temporarily being handled by me.”

Whoosh!

Bu Li took a deep breath, “Senior Zhou Ping's character is absolutely fine.”

“Of course, but the losses at the Zhaijie Institute this time are also very severe. Hundreds of prisoners are missing. Once these people spread into society, the harm caused will be immeasurable.” Zuo Qing said.

Hearing Zuo Qing's words, Bu Li's brows also furrowed.

The other party was the leader of the Ancient God Church. If all these prisoners were taken into the Ancient God Church by him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

“Tell me about your situation. How did Qian Mo escape? Although he is one of the Ancient Gods, it shouldn't be easy for him to escape from under your hands, right?” Zuo Qing asked.

“We were about to catch him, but unfortunately, Yue Huai suddenly appeared halfway and rescued Qian Mo.”

“So that's how it is,” Zuo Qing nodded, “This group of scourges from the Ancient God Church are truly persistent. It seems we can only find another opportunity to deal with them later.”

...

In a small border county town by the sea, people were bustling about for their livelihoods.

Inside a small restaurant called “Third Uncle's Local Dishes,” guests filled the seats.

This restaurant had good food and affordable prices, so its business had always been booming.

In the backyard of the kitchen, two men sat in front of a large basin, washing dishes.

“Be careful with your movements. If you break a plate, Third Uncle will scold me again.” Zhou Ping said.

“Hmph!” Ye Fan was a little angry, “The plates in your restaurant are really precious. Do you know how much trouble you've caused this time?”

“I know, letting those prisoners go is indeed troublesome.” Zhou Ping admitted generously.

“It's a good thing you didn't join the Night Watcher back then, otherwise, I'd deduct a year's salary from you.” Ye Fan said.

“This is the trouble I caused. If there's any news about these prisoners later, I can help deal with it.”

“Forget it,” Ye Fan shook his head, “Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? Wouldn't it be overkill to send you to deal with those prisoners? But I'm a little curious, you never seemed to make bets with people before?”

Ye Fan looked at Zhou Ping suspiciously. He couldn't understand why Zhou Ping did this.

“I don't know either, but I seem to have seen a hope.”

Ye Fan's movements immediately stopped, “Hope? Could it be that matter?”

What else could be considered hope by Zhou Ping, besides breaking the limits of humanity?

“Didn't he kill a god before? You told me that.” Zhou Ping's emotions were quite calm.

“From the existing data analysis, the method he used is highly likely to be unreplicable.” Ye Fan said in a deep voice.

“Whether it works or not, we'll only know by trying, after all, our real threat is there!”

Zhou Ping looked up at the sky. Ye Fan remained silent. He naturally knew what Zhou Ping was referring to.

The crisis of this world was beyond Earth.