Bunch of Good-for-nothings

In the Space Administration, the directors of the various World Space Administration branches sat in the meeting hall with solemn expressions.

As Si Cheng bit a cigarette, he combed his fringe behind his head in frustration, revealing his plump forehead. He had been busy for a long period and didn't rest well, so there were dark circles under his eyes.

Ever since Prime Emperor Taixu left, he had been working like crazy.

When Prime Emperor Jiang Chen saw Si Cheng smoking one cigarette after another, he frowned at him as he asked, "Si Cheng, why aren't you saying anything?"

Everyone's gazes stopped on Si Cheng.

Only then did Si Cheng put out the cigarette in his hand and throw the thin leather document bag in front of him into the middle of the table. After a stack of photos slid out and scattered in the middle of the table, everyone looked at the messy photos and realized that they were all photos of Cang Lang Continent's Black Eye.