Stretch Your Head Over

In a villa in Lion City, the capital of the Sing-Malaysia Sector, Li Jin, the deputy director of the Huaya District Genetic Committee, was drinking kung fu tea in the flower yard. From time to time, he would look up at the starry sky and sigh.

There were many people around the villa. They were all guards, and electronic security facilities could be seen everywhere.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man flashed his identification and passed through the layers of guards to arrive in front of Li Jin.

"Zifeng, you're here. What's the matter?" Under such security measures, Li Jin had long been informed of the person's arrival.

Li Zifeng was Li Jin's trusted aide. To the outside world, he was the administrative assistant of Li Jin, the deputy director. To the inside, he was Li Jin's security manager.

"Director, Yaksha has failed."