"Go on, then," Li Baolin said with a wave of his hand, looking exhausted. "Solve the case soon and get it over with."
"Yes, Chief."
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Phoenix Palace.
Chen Fenglei pushed open the door to the Taiji Palace where Zhong Daolong was holding a meeting with several heads of the Military Department.
Chen Fenglei walked over to refill their tea, then silently retreated to a corner.
As someone close to the King, he knew when to make his presence invisible.
Moreover, his status had never been well received by these people; to the internal officials of the Empire, his reputation was not much better than that of "Mad Dog" Yan Wenli.
"Alright, let's call it a day for this meeting," Zhong Daolong said with a yawn. "Please take care of the border affairs. We won't initiate trouble, but if Aus pushes too far, hit them back hard."
