The day after that was blessed with bright sun and blue skies. Qi City, which had quietly survived an apocalypse, was once bathed in warm sunlight and serenity. The sun remained rising from the East, as after all, a certain hermit's transformation could not shake the foundations and rules of nature.
Meanwhile, in Qi City's Special Affairs Liaison Office HQ, a storm was brewing in the Director's office.
"Motherf*cker! Cocky b*stards, all of them! Trying to be smart, huh? How dare they criticize the report I wrote throughout the entire night, and say that it was more like a novel than a report? How dare they say that I don't know how a Celestial Dragon Form looks like! How dare they say that my edited video is for a coverup!"
Mo Xing was currently throwing a tantrum in the office. Those who sat in the same office with him - Principle Zhang, and a few Deputy Directors - remained silent as he ranted. Not one attempted to calm him down.
