On the skateboard, Yang Ming was half-covered in blood, carrying four individuals whose bodies had deformed from injury but who were still breathing.
Most of the blood on Yang Ming was from these four people.
He was calm as he threw the four severely wounded Supermodified people onto the ground and announced to those around him, "These are terrorists who tried to attack the Imperial Palace, likely backed by the New Federation; you can't find them in the Empire's database. You take them and claim the credit."
Several Guard Captains immediately stepped forward, "Mr. Ghost! Per His Majesty's instructions, you are in command here temporarily!"
Yang Ming flexed his bandaged right arm, took out a wristwatch from his upper pocket, put it on leisurely, tapped the face of the watch, and typed four characters.
"Begin Operation."
He smiled, "What are these elders kneeling here for? Oh, isn't this the Great Elder?"
