Teng Ziyin fell silent, her eyes half-closed as she fixed her gaze on Xu Qianli.
As an officer of the City Disciplinary Inspection Committee, she had dealt with countless people—a few dozen each year at least. However, she had never come across anyone like Xu Qianli, who had been caught by the City Disciplinary Inspection Committee and yet remained calm and composed as if nothing happened.
In the past, she had encountered individuals who feigned composure, but once they faced her, they would betray themselves, intimidated by her presence.
Xu Qianli, however, was something else entirely. A mere Government Office Director, he not only showed no fear before her but even had the audacity to be arrogant. This was indeed a rarity.
For a moment, Teng Ziyin developed a strong interest in Xu Qianli.
Such insolence—this fellow must certainly have plenty of skeletons in his closet. If she could unearth all his wrongdoings, it would undoubtedly be a great achievement.
