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Chapter 567 - 263: Three Special Teams Unite!

"Oh? Reason?"

A deep, slightly authoritative male voice came through the communicator, none other than his direct superior, the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"The reason is that there is no progress in the search for Jiang Chengyue, and efficiency is low. They received a private invitation and have ’personal matters’ to deal with outside the city for a few days," Chen Ming quickly recited, a faint sarcastic smile tugging at his lips. "I immediately approved it, showing great understanding and support."

There was silence on the other end of the communicator for a few seconds, followed by a meaningful chuckle.

"Personal matters? Leaving the city for a few days?"

The Deputy Minister’s deep voice carried a knowing amusement, "At this particular time... the so-called personal matters are probably aimed at the glacial sea area fifty nautical miles northeast of the ’Ice Fortress,’ right?"

Chen Ming immediately concurred, his tone carrying a subtle hint of self-congratulation: "That’s exactly my judgment! It’s only been two days since the news got out, and quite a few ’experts’ have already gathered there. Who can resist the allure of the Martial Saint Ruins? No matter how strong Fang Qingyu is, he’s ultimately a young Grandmaster eager for opportunities."

"Very good."

The Deputy Minister responded with a tone of satisfaction, then his voice suddenly turned cold, with an indifferent aloofness mixed with a slight cruel pleasure:

"Let them go."

"If Heaven wants to rain, and a mother wants to marry off her daughter. Since they are courting death by diving into the murky waters of the ’Martial Saint Ruins’..."

"Let them be."

"Remember, Chen Ming, whatever happens to them there, whether they die from a Life Ghost attack, the collapse of the ruins, or some other accident..."

"It’s all their own choice, and it has nothing to do with us, Glazed Light City, or the Jiang Family!"

"Understood?"

Chen Ming straightened his body, a knowing smile appearing on his face: "Understood, Sir! Please rest assured."

Glazed Light City.

West District, "Cold Crow" Hotel.

Away from the core area’s dazzling lights, the buildings here are relatively low and old, the population is more diverse, a natural place for concealment.

At the end of the third-floor corridor, outside an unremarkable ordinary suite.

Knock, knock, knock...

A regular knocking sound resounded.

Inside, it instantly became dead silent.

A few seconds later, the door was pulled open a crack, just wide enough for one person to pass through.

A young face, also disguised to look ordinary and cautious, peered out.

Upon seeing Fang Qingyu and Wei Banmeng standing outside, the caution instantly turned into surprise and respect.

"Captain Fang, please come in!"

He immediately pulled the door open fully and stepped aside to make way.

Fang Qingyu and Wei Banmeng slipped in.

The door was quickly closed and locked behind them.

The curtains in the room were tightly shut, with only a dim wall lamp lit.

The sofa, the chairs, even on the carpet, were crowded with people, sitting or standing.

It was the entire team of Team Shikong and Team Liu Hanyan.

Everyone was meticulously disguised, looking completely different from before.

However...

When Wei Banmeng’s gaze swept over Liu Hanyan sitting on the sofa and Liu Qingyan leaning by her side, despite being mentally prepared, she almost couldn’t hold it in.

Liu Hanyan’s signature waterfall-like black hair had turned into dry chestnut-colored short hair, her face, smeared with something, appeared sallow, her eyebrows were drawn in thick black lines, her nose seemed slightly adjusted to look lower, and her lips were devoid of color.

Liu Qingyan was even worse, her formerly lively aura completely gone, looking like a malnourished, timid girl.

Wei Banmeng’s mouth involuntarily twitched.

Unable to hold back, a very short laugh escaped her lips.

"Pfft...."

This little laugh was especially clear in the quiet room.

Liu Hanyan and Liu Qingyan’s bodies simultaneously stiffened.

Liu Hanyan slowly lifted her head, her eyes, deliberately drawn with eyeliner to appear droopy, yet still unable to hide their clarity, instantly locked onto Wei Banmeng, a flame of shame and anger igniting within.

Liu Qingyan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her face turning bright red.

"Wei! Ban! Meng!"

Liu Hanyan squeezed out three words through gritted teeth, abruptly leaping up from the sofa like an enraged leopardess, directly pouncing towards Wei Banmeng!

Liu Qingyan followed closely, baring her claws.

"Hey, hey! Calm down! Your image! Your disguise!"

Wei Banmeng dodged while laughing, reminding them, her cold image completely shattered.

The two girls couldn’t care less about their disguised image, only wanting to strangle this "iceberg" who laughed at them.

The room was suddenly filled with suppressed exclamations, low laughter, and the sound of clothing rubbing.

Shikong touched his own wig with terrible texture.

Helplessly shaking his head, his face, however, held a slight smile.

Fang Qingyu, arms crossed, leaned against the wall by the door, a trace of helpless amusement fleeting through his Molten Gold Vertical Pupils, not stopping this brief outburst.

It went on for a full minute.

Under Shikong and the other team members’ suppressed laughter of "mediating," the three girls finally separated, panting.

Liu Hanyan angrily tidied her askew wig and collar, giving Wei Banmeng a fierce glare.

Liu Qingyan, with her hair all messy, pitifully shrank back to her sister’s side.

However, the atmosphere was much lighter because of it.

Only then did Fang Qingyu walk to the center of the room, his gaze sweeping over each face present.

Although their appearances had changed, the battle intent and determination burning in those eyes were unmistakably clear.

"Alright."

Fang Qingyu’s voice was not loud, yet it instantly quieted the room completely.

"Everyone should know who our target is this time, right?"