The Federation office was pitch black, without a glimmer of light.
Fu Chenhan raised his eyes, quietly watching the report the guard had brought in.
Upon seeing the familiar, beautiful little face of His Royal Highness Yulan in the tablet photo, his gaze turned murky, his expression void of any emotion.
After a long silence, a sudden, abrupt sneer broke the stillness of the air.
"Heh!"
So, it had all been calculated from the start.
It had been plotted with Huo Zhanting and the others long ago to overthrow Belina.
Only he had been the fool, believing that Yulan was truly dead.
He had even plunged into deep self-doubt, an indescribable sense of frustration overwhelming his entire being.
In the end, it was nothing more than this.
As Fu Chenhan laughed, he suddenly raised his hand, his aura instantly turning cold, cruel, and heavy.
With a loud "bang," and under the guard’s terrified gaze, the tablet was slammed heavily onto the floor.
On the screen, the photo of Yulan flickered rapidly before quickly extinguishing, returning to darkness.
Fu Chenhan’s aura turned violent and chaotic in an instant, his eyes gradually staining blood-red.
From the corner of his eye, he could only see the guard running out in a panic, shouting frantically:
"It’s bad, the Commander has lost control!"
"It’s bad, the Commander has lost control! Someone come quickly, call the doctors!"
So, he had lost control again.
Fu Chenhan lowered his gaze, looking at his arms, which had begun to show faint signs of b…
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