Stronger with More Jobs

Chapter 677 - 290: The Federation’s Strongest Has Only One Strike Left!

The content of the message was simple:

"Come to my office. Alone."

Chu Kuanglan and Wei Banmeng’s gazes immediately focused over, carrying a hint of inquiry.

Fang Qingyu put away his phone, his expression calm as he met their eyes: "You all go back first and put the stuff away. I have something to attend to at Vice Minister Jiang’s place."

Wei Banmeng’s eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, but he nodded without any hesitation: "Alright. Contact us anytime if there’s anything."

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan also nodded to indicate they understood.

Jiang Weiqing’s clear red pupils glanced at Fang Qingyu and softly uttered an "Mm."

Watching his teammates merge into the stream of people outside the door carrying boxes, Fang Qingyu turned around, not heading towards the exit but instead walking deeper into the Abyss Hunting Headquarters, towards the core area that required special permissions to enter.

The familiar silent black-uniformed officer appeared again.

Leading him through several strict identity verification gates, they entered the elevator dedicated to the higher-ups.

The elevator ascended silently and finally came to a stop.

The doors slid open to reveal the quiet corridor adorned with a dark carpet.

The officer stopped in front of a heavy wooden door at the end of the corridor, silently stepping aside in indication.

Fang Qingyu pushed the door open and entered.

The familiar office, the familiar layout.

The air was filled with a faint soothing fragrance, not of sandalwood, but more like a blend of chilly cedar with a subtle hint of green tea.

Jiang Ying stood up from behind the massive desk.

Today, she was wearing a tailored dark red embroidered cheongsam that outlined elegant curves, forming a peculiar harmony with the solemn office.

A gentle and usual smile graced her face as she pointed to the sofa opposite the desk.

"Sit."

Fang Qingyu sat straight as instructed, his gaze calm as he looked at Jiang Ying.

An inkling of premonition already lingered in his heart.

Jiang Ying didn’t speak immediately but walked over to the tea set on the side, skillfully warming the pot, setting the tea, and brewing.

In her fair hands, the exquisite green porcelain tea set rotated as water poured in, and the fragrance of tea slowly rose with the warmth, adding a bit of tranquility to the office.

She softly placed a cup of clear, bright green tea soup on the tea table in front of Fang Qingyu.

Only then did she lift her gaze, those eyes that seemed capable of seeing through human hearts carrying a gentle probing as she cut straight to the point:

"I’ve heard that you’ve been investigating some matters on your own recently?"

Fang Qingyu picked up the teacup, his fingertips feeling the warmth of the porcelain, his expression showing no surprise or fluctuation as he calmly nodded: "Mm."

Their team had utilized quite a few Abyss Hunting Team permissions while investigating the Ji Family,

so Fang Qingyu hadn’t thought about hiding this from Jiang Ying.

It was just that Fang Qingyu intended to handle it with Old Man Hong’s power rather than with the Federation’s power, so it hadn’t been reported.

Jiang Ying’s smile deepened slightly, seemingly pleased with Fang Qingyu’s honesty.

She took a light sip of tea, the moisture enhancing her red lips, making them appear more supple.

She placed the teacup down, leaned forward slightly with her hands crossed on the desk, and the smile at the corner of her lips carried a hint of exploration, "How’s the investigation going? Any good progress?"

Fang Qingyu’s lips also curved into a slight arc, nodding: "Mm, the progress is alright."

Currently, most of the people from the Ji Family with positions on the Arctic Great Wall have been cleared out.

The mysterious Luo Family also couldn’t hold back and has jumped out.

It seems we can soon catch the tail of this Luo Family and find out who they really are.

So for Fang Qingyu, the progress is indeed good.

However, the smile on Jiang Ying’s face gradually faded at that moment.

Replaced by an imperceptible trace of regret.

She put down the teacup, leaned forward slightly, her gaze fixed on Fang Qingyu, her voice still gentle but bearing an undeniable tone:

"But your progress can only go this far."

The hand holding the teacup paused slightly, creating ripples on the surface of the tea.

Fang Qingyu frowned slightly, raising his eyes to directly meet Jiang Ying’s: "You’re going to interfere?"

The tone was calm, but a hint of doubt flitted across the depths of his golden pupils.

Fang Qingyu didn’t think Jiang Ying would stop him, especially after she had already tacitly approved him handling it on his own.

"Of course not."

Jiang Ying shook her head, the smile reappearing with a sense of helplessness and reassurance, "You are my direct team captain; your actions outside represent my will to some extent. As long as you act within the framework of the rules, I’ll only support, not hinder."

She paused, her tone becoming more forceful, "But just now, the highest combat council on the front line passed an emergency deployment resolution."

The bit of doubt in Fang Qingyu’s heart was instantly replaced by a premonition.

He quietly watched Jiang Ying, waiting for her to continue.

"Deep in the Arctic, a large-scale riot has broken out in the City of Injustice, and order has completely collapsed, with communication with the Great Wall Defense Line nearly severed. The situation there is special and complex, and deploying a large-scale military force could trigger uncontrollable chain reactions." Jiang Ying’s voice was clear and steady, as if she were stating a matter unrelated to herself, "The council urgently convened and decided to dispatch an elite, highly mobile team with a... ’relatively simple background’ to carry out an emergency suppression and intelligence gathering task."

Her gaze fell on Fang Qingyu’s face with a hint of complexity: "After a vote, your team, Fang Qingyu’s team, received the highest votes. The deployment order takes effect immediately, requiring you to prepare and depart for the City of Injustice in the shortest time possible."

Silence.

All that remained in the office was the lingering aroma of tea and the filtered hum of the city outside coming through the thick walls.