This short knife was given to Ming Jiang by Celia after the game. It is made of the hardest rare ore so far, and even a skull can be inserted easily.

Ming Jiang didn't pierce very deeply, and the blood flowed into the bed along the blade, which was particularly glaring on the white sheets.

Alois put his hand on Ming Jiang's wrist: "Okay, his spiritual core has been abolished."

Ming Jiang withdrew his hand, without the blade to stop him, the blood flowed faster, dyeing the white pillow on the hospital bed red in a short while.

Ming Jiang bowed his head and remained silent, watching the speed of the blood loss unavoidably in a daze.

Back then, his adoptive father was lying in front of Ming Jiang in the same way.It's just that the garbage planet does not have the medical conditions of the Lotus planet.

With a cold face, Ming Jiang casually took out a ball of the most common gauze from the medical cart beside him and stuffed it on the wound, simply stopping the bleeding.

He didn't wipe the red from the blade, but turned around holding the dagger with the blood on it, and pointed the sharp tip at the person on the other bed.

A fishy smell came to Ming Jiang and Alois' sense of smell, Alois froze for a moment, and then took two steps back with a disgusted expression.

After he retreated by himself, he thought of Ming Jiang again, and stretched out his hand to pull Ming Jiang away from the hospital bed together.

"It's so dirty." Alois smirked at this face, looking at the person who scared the pee with very annoying eyes.

Ming Jiang didn't obey Alois' strength, but said softly to Alois: "I want to ask something."

In some matters, Ming Jiang has a very good temper. For example, regarding his long hair, he felt a little troublesome and wanted to cut it off.able to listen to their opinions.

But in some things, Ming Jiang is unexpectedly stubborn, such as now.

He shook off Alois's hand, and stubbornly walked to the man's bed, pointed the red-dyed blade at the man's head, blood dripped down the edge of the broken blade, and fell into the man's hair.

"I, I said, I said it all." The remaining man couldn't help panting heavily, his chest rising and falling, and he stared at the blade hanging above his head in horror.

"Who sent you here?"

"It's Captain Herman. I lost to you. Captain Herman was not very convinced, so he wanted us to go—ah!" The blade pierced into the scalp, causing the man to scream and stop.

A drop of blood faintly popped out from the hair, Ming Jiang controlled his strength so as not to go directly through the head.

"No." Ming Jiang's eyes were filled with gloom, "Continue to tell me who it is."

The pain spread from the brain to the whole body, Ming Jiang gradually increased strength in his hand, the man finally couldn't resist, and half cried and half cried for mercy.

"It's the Secretary-General, it's the Secretary-General, he asked me to find your fallen hair, and it would be best to get blood. Please don't abolish me, Fengtian Church will no longer want—"

Ming Jiang didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence, the blade went deep into his brain, and precisely pierced through the core of his mental power.

Seeing the same staring-eyed man go soft, Ming Jiang drew back the dagger, the handle was still inlaid with bright gemstones, and at this moment, the gemstones were already stained with blood.

Alois listened to everything, raised his eyebrows and sneered: "The Secretary-General next to Angus, I didn't expect to be a member of Fengtian Church."

If Angus had created an easy-going and kind personality for himself, then the secretary-general beside him seemed to be an honest person.

The appearance of the public that would not be recognized by a group of people casually made them never pay attention to this seemingly ordinary general secretary of the Ayer Federation.

Alois looked down and saw that Ming Jiang was still holding the dagger dripping with blood: "It's all dirty, change it, I'll pick you a better one later."

Ming Jiang rejected Alois' offer: "This is from Celia, don't lose it."

After speaking, Ming Jiang walked into the bathroom in the ward, washed the blood-stained short knife with water, put it back in the scabbard and put it in his pocket.

Alois also walked to the door of the bathroom, leaning against the door frame and watching Ming Jiang wash his hands after washing the dagger: "Last night, I received a notice that someone in the city center had a mental disorder and went berserk. The pacifier couldn't control it. I need youto forcibly suppress."

Ming Jiang wiped off the water on his hands, and walked out hesitatingly until he stopped beside Alois: "What happened?"

"It is said that tourists from two remote planets came to Lotus and quarreled because of minor friction." Alois said, "The matter is already being investigated, and the results are expected to come out later."

There are many cases where mental disorders lead to runaways, but it is rare for the pacifier to be out of control and call Alois to deal with it.

"The official has been detained in the palace." Alois sent an invitation to Ming Jiang, "Want to go and have a look?"

Ming Jiang was a little hesitant. He didn't like the atmosphere of Lotus Palace very much, it was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe, but he also liked the ever-blooming wooden hydrangea in Lotus Palace.

After thinking for a while, Ming Jiang nodded solemnly.

He accepted Alois' invitation: "I'll go."

...

The news that Alois and Ming Jiang returned to the palace together soon spread to Cross's study.

Or earlier, when the two appeared in front of the hospital, Cross had already received the news at the same time, and he was the one who let Ming Jiang and Alois into the hospital.

This is the second time for Ming Jiang to come to Cross's study room. The dark decoration style makes the study room look solemn and heavy.

This time, Tan Taijing was not in the study room, and Cross sat alone behind the desk where he handled things, with piles of paper documents and terminals in his hand.

Ming Jiang wanted to go to the table, but was led by Alois to sit down on the reception sofa beside the bed.

"Why are you sitting there? That chair is uncomfortable." Alois crossed his legs lazily, but there was always a grumpy look on his brows.

Ming Jiang didn't know why, but after hearing Alois' complaint, he measured the chair by the desk and the reception sofa, and it seemed that the reception sofa was much softer.

Alois didn't care what Cross thought, and continued to introduce Ming Jiang: "If you want to sit comfortably, the chair he is sitting on is the most comfortable."

"The last work of the legendary designer who has passed away is top-notch in terms of material and design. Do you want to try it?"

Ming Jiang quietly glanced under Kloss, but unfortunately his sight was blocked by the tall desk.

He didn't dare to think about Cross's expression at this time, and he was not interested in a chair, so he shook his head slightly.

When Alois wanted to persuade him again, Cross's cool voice sounded in the study first.

"Want to try it?"

try?try what?

Ming Jiang was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he realized what Cross meant by trying.

"Forget it." Ming Jiang rested his arms on the armrest of the sofa, propped his mandible on the back of his fingers, and seemed uninterested when he answered.

Alois was not surprised by Cross's sudden opening, but rather regretted that Ming Jiang didn't go up to try.

"Forget it, try another chair next time. Although it's not very comfortable to sit on, it has a good view."

With this description, Ming Jiang knew what chair Alois was talking about without much effort.

The King's Seat located in the Morning Meeting Hall of the Lotus Palace is also the highest position of the Lotus Palace. When the palace is open, you can overlook the entire Lotus Palace. Can the view not be good?

Fortunately, Alois just said it casually, and didn't really mean to take Ming Jiang to the morning meeting hall now.

only……

Ming Jiang's blue eyes like the sea of stars turned towards Kloss.

Cross has not responded. Generally speaking, the king's seat in the Morning Hall is a symbol of power, and it should be sacred and inviolable in the Lotus Empire, but Cross doesn't seem to care much about it.

If Ming Jiang really wants to try, the other party seems to take Ming Jiang to sit on the seat that symbolizes the royal power of Lotus.

Alois knew that Mingjiang was still somewhat resistant to Cross, so he took the initiative to take over the task of explaining, and explained everything in the hospital one by one.

After listening to it, Cross did not respond immediately, but picked up a terminal from the opposite direction of the pile of documents.

The projection light curtain in the study suddenly lit up, and it was an interrogation video.

Ming Jiang watched for a while, and found that the subjects of the interrogation were the two men who were mentally disturbed due to conflicts and fights yesterday.

The interrogator was a veteran, he asked all the things he wanted within a few moments, and went around and turned to Fengtian Church.

Alois cursed under his breath: "It's as disgusting as a rat in the gutter."

Cross spoke slowly again: "Fengtian Church has a history of hundreds of years in the Ayr Federation, and they have penetrated all classes in the Ayr Federation."

Angus is just a cover that Fengtian Church puts on the surface. Maybe Angus himself doesn't know that the general secretary around him has long been a member of Fengtian Church.

Ming Jiang rubbed her fingertips on the armrest of the sofa. Everything that happened today made Ming Jiang realize what kind of behemoth the target of revenge was.

This behemoth has run through his entire life in the past 18 years, from wandering to the garbage planet to returning to Lotus, all of which are inseparable from the handwriting of Fengtian Church.

...

After coming out of the study, Ming Jiang unbuttoned his neckline, exposing his perfectly shaped collarbone to the air, and Ming Jiang's breathing became much heavier.

Unknowingly, Ming Jiang walked under the wooden hydrangea tree in the middle of the garden.

Because of special care, although it is already November, the wood hydrangea is still in full bloom, and there are still white broken flowers scattered on the ground, some of which are still submerged in the grass and soil.

There was another person standing under the tree, a person that Ming Jiang felt very kind to.

Tan Taijing was sitting on the swing under the tree, with Ci standing behind him, it seemed that Ci was reporting something to Tan Taijing.

When he saw Ming Jiang's figure, Tan Taijing waved Ci to stop reporting, got up and walked towards Ming Jiang.

"Why are you here?"

"Come to report something to His Majesty." Ming Jiang also moved closer to Tantai Mirror, and under the cover of Tantai Mirror's mental power, Ming Jiang felt much less bored.

Tan Taijing raised his hand to caress the side of Ming Jiang's face, Ming Jiang subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but when he saw Tan Tai Jing's face, he forcibly restrained his instinct, and let Tan Tai Jing's hand cover himface.

"From the hospital?" Tan Taijing asked softly.

Ming Jiang raised his eyes.

Tan Taijing spread out the hand that touched the side of Ming Jiang's face, there was a smear of red on the fingertips: "Alois isn't with you, why don't you wipe it off for you."

Ming Jiang really didn't know that his face was splashed with blood: "It should be covered by his hair."

Tan Taijing smiled, his smile was as gentle as a snow mountain melted.

It's just that what he said made Ming Jiang's body freeze instantly.

"Wigson has some things that I need to deal with, Jiang Jiang, Dad probably needs to leave for a while."