"You've found no problems?" Zheng Shuguo was scrutinizing the investigator before him intently with bloodshot eyes.

The investigator shuddered slightly, then gritted his teeth as he replied, "That's correct..."

Zheng Shuguo closed his eyes and heaved a long sigh, and only after a long while did he wave a dismissive hand in a dejected manner. "Alright, you can go now."

The investigator immediately fled as if he had been spared the death sentence. Thus, the office fell silent again.

The light fixture overhead was giving off a stark, white glow, illuminating the cup of bitter, black coffee sitting on the heavy wooden desk.

It had already been 23 hours since the escape of the inner demon's soul fragment, and Zheng Shuguo hadn't had a wink of sleep during that time.

He desperately wanted some type of breakthrough that he could report to the Yama-Kings. Otherwise, he would be too ashamed to continue his position. However, no matter which department was investigated or how the investigations were carried out, no issues were discovered.

Arthis had figured out that Secretary Zhang's bodyguard wasn't actually the culprit. Instead, he had only been there to silence the culprit, and he had arrived at this conclusion as well. The operator of the supernatural perimeter had also been...