Wu Xiaode walked across the street, heading towards the Royal Hospital.
His phone suddenly vibrated.
He took it out and saw an unfamiliar number.
"Who is this?" he asked.
"The club is opening, are you coming?" a calm male voice responded.
Under normal circumstances, Wu Xiaode would have hung up straight away.
But this time was different.
He had heard this voice not long ago.
It was the voice of the Emperor!
But why would His Majesty speak of such matters? Could he have heard wrong?
"Hello, you are—"
"It is I," came the reply.
"Your Majesty, I acted in self-defense just now!" he quickly explained.
"Self-defense... I do not blame you, they were terrorists. Later, I will present you with a one-pound 'For the People's Good' trophy."
"Long live the Emperor."
"Alright, I just wanted to ask you if those people had any valuable intelligence?"
"Intelligence..."
Wu Xiaode realized and felt a bit annoyed with himself.
He had killed them too quickly just now.