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The sudden silence spread, and the entire hall fell deathly quiet.
Yeh Xingli believed that he must have gotten up wrong, so he decided to go back to sleep and then wake up again.
Thinking so, he did just that.
"Come back, even if you get up a hundred more times, nothing you hear will change," Ye Wanlan said, folding her arms. "Don't be foolish."
Yeh Xingli: "..."
He stopped in his tracks, turned around, and rubbed his ears. "Sorry, may I ask who you are?"
Yan Tingfeng smiled gently, "Director of Bureau 723."
"Thump—"
Yeh Xingli collapsed onto the couch, and the highlights of his life vanished from his eyes.
Why was he meeting the Director of Bureau 723 in the Northern Lands?!
Wasn't the Director of Bureau 723 supposed to be an old man?
When did Bureau 723 have a change of leadership, and the outside world didn't hear any rumors about it?
Yeh Xingli thought Yan Tingfeng's face was flawless and immensely great.
