At this moment,
the street in front of Qiao Guanyuan's residence was abuzz with a grand banquet. With distinguished guests filling the seats, the air was lively and noisy with an endless stream of dishes and delicacies made from Spiritual Objects being served.
"You've all worked hard these past few days, Qiao raises a cup to you all," Qiao Guanyuan, brimming with energy, stood up, bowed with his hands clasped in front of him, and then raised his cup, declaring loudly.
There was no sign of the despondency from the assassination attempt a few days ago:
"Additionally, Qiao would like to take this rare opportunity to make a few announcements. First, from now on, there will be no more Night Patrol Squad; we will change our name to the Spirit Tiger Gang."
"It's about time. The Night Patrol Squad never sounded quite right."
"Yes, Boss Qiao."
"Great name; it's powerful!"
