In the government office of the Eastern Continent's Imperial City, Mo Bei Yuan was meeting with a few officials in the solemn and spacious side hall.
Mo Beiyuan was wearing a simple plain brocade robe. Even though he was sitting, it was not difficult to tell that his slender and tall figure was perfectly proportioned. His narrow waist and long legs were stunning.
His long arm was placed on the table at the side, and his well-defined hand gently knocked twice on the table. His eyes flashed with coldness and sarcasm.
"One after another? Instead of arresting them, you're shirking responsibility in front of me. I think you don't want your heads anymore."
