Search Begins For The Six Sword Slaves!

"Will the youngest level-three commander in the official secret department be the future leader?"

"The speed of advancement!"

"This is incredible."

Malang City Detective Bureau. Underground, secret department.

Level 58, the core of the underground pillar of power. It was still the five upper echelons of Malang City in front of the round table in the core conference room, as well as the three higher-ups from the secret department projected from an unknown area.

All eyes were fixed on Chen Zhi, who had changed into the commander's uniform and had a sharp aura.

Thoughts surfaced in the minds of the sly old foxes.

Seated at one of the main seats of the round table was the highest authority in Malang City. A middle-aged man with gray hair and an ordinary face did not reveal much emotion.

However, when his eyes swept past Chen Zhi's face, they rippled slightly.