At this point, Li Huowang's anger flared from Gao Zhijian's continued skepticism. “How many times must I say that I’m not ill!”1

Li Huowang stood abruptly, his voice ringing through the room. “Do you trust me or not? If you don’t, I’ll handle it myself!”0

“I trust you,” Gao Zhijian said, trying to calm Li Huowang down. “Still, this is an important matter that must be shared with the others. The Saintess of the White Lotus, the other Dragon Veins, and the other Chiefs of the Surveillance Bureau must learn about it too.”0

Li Huowang couldn't argue with that. This was valuable information that could benefit everyone. It was important for the others...0