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Zhuo Fu buried himself in front of the desk, concentrating on turning over a pile of complicated data files.

These were all the recent magical power fluctuation monitoring data of the Luosi District.

He looked at the information carefully while writing in the book next to him as if he was calculating something closely.

Although the area difference between the Luosi District and the Aiwen District was not significant, the temperature of the Luosi District was much more suitable for human survival than the Aiwen District. Hence, the living area and population were several times that of the Aiwen District.

Without any clues to enter the Rust District investigation, working blindly would be a waste of time.

So, the intelligence task was given to Zhuo Fu before Mu Heng led his men into the Luosi District.

And he was an excellent data processor.

While busy with his work, Zhuo Fu suddenly heard a deliberately low sound of people outside.

There was a rustle.

He frowned, pulled himself out of his work, and stepped outside.

Zhuo Fu saw that several of his assistants and a few external members of the Bureau gathered together with a burning desire for gossip in their eyes, muttering over something.

“Chief Mu? Impossible? Is it true?”

“Of course, it’s true. I’m not the only one who saw it!”

“Besides, when he was about to reach the door, I saw…”

“What did you see? Hurry up and say it!”

“Before getting out of the door, Chief Mu reached out and embraced the other–”

“Fuck! Chief Mu? Is this the same person we work with day in and day out?” Several people listening to the gossip shook their heads and repeated incredulously. “The person who hates physical contact with other people very much and whose aura could freeze people to death?”

“Cough!” Zhuo Fu’s cough sounded behind them.

Several people immersed in gossip were startled and turned their heads to look over in shock.

Zhuo Fu had a stern face. “In broad daylight too and don’t you guys have work to do?”

The few people looked at each other and lowered their heads as they knew they were in the wrong.

Zhuo Fu waved his hand at his assistants. “Return to your posts immediately.”

The remaining few people from other departments wanted to slip away but were stopped by Zhuo Fu. “Hold on!”

They were all slightly startled and turned their heads apprehensively to look over. “D-Do you need something else?”

Only to see Zhuo Fu say with a solemn face, “That thing, the gossip you guys saw just now, hurry up and tell me.”

The Bureau members: “…”

So you only want to hear the gossip, huh?

Zhuo Fu carefully listened to the gossip from a few Bureau officers and then fell into silence. “…”

Damn!

No wonder Mu Heng had given him a call before, telling him to prepare the sword, but the other man never showed up even after he waited for a long time. It turned out that he was dating at public expense!

Moreover, it was in broad daylight! Directly absent from work without reason, so crazy!

Zhuo Fu had a slightly distorted expression.

If he had a knife in his hand one day, he would kill all the love dogs in the world!

–Naturally, it was only a thought.

Zhuo Fu sighed and waved his hand, allowing those people to leave the lab.

He turned around and walked inward.

Since Mu Heng would not come over for a while, the sword should be put back in its original safe box, or else it would not be good if someone were hurt after what happened just now.

Zhuo Fu came to the temporary storage location of the long sword.

His eyes fell on the sword, slightly paused, showing a puzzled look.

Since being sent to the lab, he had spent the longest time with the sword and could say that he knew the magic reaction of the longsword like the back of his hand, but the situation in front of him was something he had never seen before.

The sword trembled, but it did not release an intense murderous and hostile aura outward as usual. Even the value on the magic fluctuation detector at the side did not fluctuate much.

Instead of resonating, it was more like expressing emotions.

Like… panic?

Zhuo Fu stood in front of the sword for a long time.

Until the vibration of the sword gradually weakened.

But it was not like the usual tranquility of temporary dormancy and the bright light of the sword blade was covered with a layer of gray shade.

If it were not a sword, Zhuo Fu even felt it looked pitiful.

Zhuo Fu blinked, helplessly shook his head, and turned away.

Perhaps he was too tired from working too long?

***

Shi An heard his brain buzzing deep inside. His heartbeat was violent, pumping blood outward faster and faster.

The space in which he could move was tiny.

He was confined between the walls and the air around him was heating up so fast that in the end, Shi An almost suspected that his exhaled breath was carrying a flaming temperature.

Although he was the dragon that spat fire, he felt dizzy and light-headed in the face of such heat.

The human palm was hot and his palm lines were appropriately burned on the back of the young man’s hand. He almost felt that his palm would melt away from the heat.

Shi An could almost hear his brain bubbling.

Gurgle. Gurgle.

Everything turned into searing lava, melting away every ounce of his ability to think.

The other person’s suppressed panting could be heard in his ears as if blazing molten fire fell on Shi An’s ears, immensely suppressed, low and sexy.

Shi An lost the ability to measure time.

I don’t know how long has passed.

Mu Heng cupped Shi An’s chin and gently nibbled his lower lip, his voice low and slightly hoarse, with a careless smile. “Thank you.”