Monarch Night

Chapter 1416: Chapter 81: She Died in the Line of Duty! [Double-Length]

And his heart became even more cautious.

This clearly shows how much Dongfang Sansan values Fang Che as an undercover agent. He has truly considered every possible exposure angle, leaving no stone unturned, every detail taken into account.

It seems he even fabricated a social network for himself out of thin air!

What kind of concept is this?

On this day, Bibo City was filled with the aroma of alcohol, red lights shone brightly.

Fang Che came to the last table for toasting, the one he had deliberately saved for last, because at this table sat Master Song Yidao of the Baiyun State Guardian Hall.

He was Fang Che’s former superior.

So before starting to toast, Fang Che specifically came over to say, "Save me a seat, I’ll come to the last table and sit right down to drink."

Song Yidao and the others had been waiting for this.

This was truly an honor.

Master Song was very happy, grinning from ear to ear.

The other hall masters at the table looked at him with envious eyes.

Who didn’t know that Inspector Fang had started from Baiyun State? Song Yidao having such a former subordinate meant plenty of opportunities to leverage or boast in the future!

Fang Che finished toasting the round and urged Mo Gan Yun and others to drink with Fang Qingyun, while he easily found Song Yidao by following the bright lights.

Because the target was too obvious - Song Yidao’s bald head was particularly shiny among everyone.

Polished and shiny, almost as if it was gleaming with oil.

As he drank, his bald head wobbled, making the surrounding candlelight flicker. Wherever he was, the ceiling seemed brightly illuminated.

"I’m late, my apologies, but with my old leader here, I couldn’t miss coming to sit. Back in Baiyun State, if it weren’t for Master Song’s guidance and care, I wouldn’t be where I am today... Thinking of those days feels like a dream, time flies, gratitude remains in the heart. Today, with the old leader honoring us with his presence, I, Fang Che, must hold my own!"

Fang Che sat down with a smile, holding his wine glass. The hall masters welcomed him, smiling brightly. Song Yidao, in particular, felt extremely honored. Fang Che’s earlier words had elevated him immensely, making Song Yidao’s head shine brighter like a bulb overcharged with electricity, his face glowing with red.

Even though he knew he hadn’t particularly taken care of Fang Che, Fang Che’s manners gave Song Yidao a sense of dignity, with the gazes from several hall masters enough for Song Yidao to savor for a long time.

Then everyone began drinking.

Also seated were the hall masters of Baixiang Continent, Bailu Continent, and Bai Pingzhou.

With comparable status, drinking together was especially enjoyable and agreeable.

After a round of customary toasting, everyone began chatting leisurely, from ancient times to present, from daily affairs to discussing the recent encirclement of Yin Shen Palace.

There was endless conversation.

Then they started discussing colleagues.

The Guardians’ roles often involved frequent transfers and changes; for instance, someone might be in this Guardian Hall this year and transferred to another one the next year, which was a common occurrence.

Usually, with such changes, promotions followed.

Fang Che, emboldened by drink, asked, "Master Qi, about our Baixiang Continent, there’s someone I’m curious about."

"Who?"

The hall master of Baixiang Continent Guardian Hall, named Qi Lie, had a square face, full of curly beard, each strand as if a steel needle.

"Ju Xiu Shui, Chief Steward Ju, how is he doing these days?"

Fang Che asked.

This was a name he sometimes dared not recall; thinking of Ju Xiu Shui brought thoughts of Zuo Guanglie, causing his heart to ache.

But now, assisted by the drinking spirit, he expressed some concern to the hall master.

Since he specifically asked, presumably, when Master Qi returned, he would certainly keep it in mind.

"Ju Xiu Shui?"

Master Qi Lie of Baixiang Continent Guardian Hall’s face immediately turned dim, his face full of grief and inexplicable sorrow: "Chief Steward Ju... fell in the line of duty half a month ago."