"The bureau will prepare another copy and provide it to you shortly."
Beside him.
Han Miao remained silent, quietly listening to their exchange.
Entering the building, they took the elevator to the third floor. In front of a large conference room, the guiding patrol team member stopped, lightly touched the prompt, and the electronic door opened.
At the moment the door opened.
The sound inside the conference room abruptly ceased; you could hear a pin drop. Numerous gazes were cast over, focusing on this spot.
Qin Jin nodded in greeting to the patrol team member, then stepped past him with Han Miao, walking into the conference room.
Behind them.
The electronic door closed, isolating the inside from the outside.
Amidst the attention of the Celestial Strategy students, Qin Jin smiled kindly, his voice resonating.
"Martial Abyss, Qin Jin."
...
Cold Plum City, starship docking area.
Amidst the roar, a starship landed.
