The negotiation was successful and he got what he wanted, so Xia Lei should have been happy, but his heart was heavy. He had used all of his merits, everything he had built up, to force that Zhongzhen Wukui to bow his lofty head. If this negotiation was to be compared to a victory, it was a tragic one. 

The look Zhongzhen Wukui had given him as he left made a chill run down his spine. That look was a look which painted him an enemy. 

If the actions ZN Bureau had taken against him in the past were just defensive structures, and that Zhongzhen Wukui was carrying out the administrative tasks, then the next step ZN Bureau was going to take was to mix in personal grievances and causes.

Xia Lei walked out of the Bureau 101 office building. Sunlight fell on his face, warming him. 

‘Whatever. I am sitting in a stable position as long as I have not done anything illegal. He might have a lot of authority, but what can...