On the soft couch, Tang Qi slowly closed the thick internal wanted dossier of the Investigation Bureau.
The drinks and snacks on the table in front of him were all gone, and glancing outside the window, he saw the setting Sun's afterglow casting its light on the surface of Green Dragon Ridge Lake. The scenery was so beautiful that it quickly dispelled the gloom in Tang Qi's heart born from reading too many tragic cases.
Having spent half the night, plus an entire day, Tang Qi had finished reading the entire wanted dossier.
Not only those that may involve Secret Phoenix City, but Tang Qi also skimmed through the rest.
He could confirm that his knowledge of Mysticism had once again grown.
The price was the rare emergence of a sense of weariness.
Tang Qi didn't rest but instead massaged his temples and stood up to enter the Meditation Room, swiftly entering a Meditation State; half an hour later, he had recovered his depleted spirit.
