The day dawned calm as if nothing had happened, Mu Liang woke up in a different place, there was no white and chrome of the hospital anywhere. The room was large with black, red, and silver colors mixed in the carpets, curtains, bedding, and other items.
The office desk was in the north corner of the room, there was a holographic screen passing a screen animation and a larger holographic screen in the east corner of the room passing the news of the previous day about the attack on the imperial palace, but there was no sound, everything was in the most absolute silence.
Mu Liang rubbed his sleepy eyes and stretched, his waist was a little sore from the strenuous activity that lasted from late to late at night, luckily, Riot was over and he can sleep exhausted.
Looking around and seeing no one, Mu Liang gradually remembered yesterday's terrorist attack, his subordinates should be in the hospital now.
