[Elder Pison disappeared.]
[All his personal guards were killed, possibly by supermodified people; the scene was very bloody. Elder Pison should not be dead. We must have missed him by just two minutes. We are investigating all suspicious people on surveillance at every intersection.]
[Sort everything out and report immediately to His Great Majesty, and let His Majesty decide.]
Tap.
Yang Ming turned off the projection screen on the pendant.
He leaned back in the rear seat of the police car and glanced at Elder Pison, who had already lost control of his bladder.
It was his first time trying the "mental illusion" that Bryant talked about. He constructed some warm, healing illusions for Elder Pison, but didn't expect to see this old gentleman's embarrassment.
Not graceful, definitely not graceful.
Luckily, this police car wasn't his.
