Miss Wang Weina, even your cousin won't do!

Wayne immediately lost interest, turned his gaze back, and asked:

"What's up with that man in the red robe over there?"

"The man in the red robe?" Chen glanced back at the room opposite, a special ward that Wei Yanwu had just planned. It wasn't under the jurisdiction of the Guard Bureau, but directly managed by Wei Yanwu, and a large number of medical staff were constantly coming and going. Chen shook his head.

"I don't know what happened, but it seems that an inspector from the Dali Temple has developed hysteria due to the change in environment and has been acting strangely lately. To prevent him from causing trouble in the hotel, Wei Yanwu arranged for him to be kept under guard by the Imperial Guard."

Going insane? Hysteria?

Wayne paused, but his mind was on the Awakening of Insects.

Would the delegation go crazy? Wayne didn't believe it. This was probably another scheme orchestrated by Wei Yanwu, using this as an excuse. Wei Yanwu's determination to rebel was truly outrageous and quite frightening; I'd better slip away as soon as possible.

"Speaking of the Awakening of Insects, what about now?"

"That inspector who inexplicably started bothering you?" Chen pursed his lips, looking rather displeased. "I heard she was also infected and is currently in the next room from us, receiving quarantine care."

Wayne was startled. Had even the Awakening of Insects caught the infection?

Wait, can this madness be contagious? Is it true or not? Was it a setup by Wei Yanwu, or is it actually true?

Wayne was now a little unsure, and tentatively asked:

Can I go see her?

Chen pouted and shook her head: "No way."

“It’s not just because of my personal reasons, it’s mainly because it’s too dangerous. Even medical staff have to be fully equipped before they dare to enter the room to check and care for patients. What if you go in without any precautions and get infected with the mental illness?”

Wayne shrank back. "You're talking so seriously, I'm getting a little scared."

However, since Miss Jingzhe is sick, I should not disturb her and let her rest and recover.

Wayne glanced at the clock; it was almost seven o'clock. He nodded to Chen.

"That's all I know. Be careful when you go to investigate. Take a few extra people with you. If you find Wei Yanwu, act within your means and don't get into a conflict with him. I don't want to see you get hurt."

Chen nodded.

Of course she'll be careful. But if the truth is right in front of her, she'll still pursue it relentlessly; that's her principle and belief.

"In that case, I'll go first."

The interrogation room was blocked from receiving signals, so unless connected to the intranet, it was impossible to transmit information to the outside world. Wayne had to leave the interrogation room before taking out his phone and dialing Vina's number again.

This time, the call connected.

........

Wei Yanwu's office at the Longmen Governor's Mansion.

Wei Yanwu had just returned to the mansion carrying the rattlesnake and was about to take him to the basement to show him how prisoners were interrogated in ancient times of the Great Yan Dynasty when Lady Wenyue rushed into the study looking anxious.

"Wei Yanwu, you're finally back!"

He was so anxious he was already calling out the snake's name. Wei Yanwu frowned, firmly locking the rattlesnake's hands, mouth, and eyes shut. Ignoring the possibility of injury, he tossed the rattlesnake into the basement, wiped his hands, and asked:

"Madam, what's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry? Prince Wayne has been rescued safely. Huijie, Hoshiguma, and Jiu are also unharmed. The matter is over."

"It's over? It's only just begun!"

Lady Wenyue sighed deeply and said in an annoyed tone:

"Do you know what? Last night, the phone at home was ringing off the hook. First, it was Victoria's acting governor, Norfolk, who called, demanding that you rescue the members of the Victorian royal family immediately. Then it was Lin Gerui, saying that several of his underlings had been kidnapped by a cross-dressing man with a single horn. Then it was Her Highness the young Queen of Victoria, who called every five minutes to inquire about Prince Wayne's situation. The last time, she even said she was coming to the mansion right away. How are you going to handle this?"

"what?"

Wei Yanwu opened his mouth in a daze.

What's going on? Wasn't Prince Wayne already rescued?

Didn't he call Vina and the others to let them know he was safe?

Wei Yanwu took out his phone, intending to call Hoshiguma to ask what had happened, but before he could dial, the guards knocked on the door.

"Commander Wei, two ladies wish to see you."

Lady Wenyue glanced helplessly at Wei Yanwu:

"The person is here, you can handle it yourself."

Wei Yanwu rolled his eyes and waved his hand with an air of masculine pride:

"What's there to be afraid of? His Highness Wayne is safe now. Perhaps something delayed him and he didn't have time to make a call. As long as the Empress makes a call, the misunderstanding will be cleared up, won't it?"

"They're all minor matters."

Chapter 89 Wei Yanwu: "Huh?"

Wei Yanwu opened the door with a beaming smile, welcoming Theresa and Vina in, and then asked with a feigned confusion:

"Ladies, it's still so early. May I ask what brings you to my humble abode?"

“Wei Yanwu, we need an explanation.” Theresa stopped Vina, who was about to grab Wei Yanwu by the collar, and said with an icy expression.

Although she was calmer than Vina, she was just as furious at this moment.

"Explanation? What does Ms. Theresa mean?"

Wei Yanwu asked calmly.

He had no reason to feel guilty. It was true that Wayne had accidentally encountered danger in the slums due to his negligence, but that was "due to negligence." Lungmen was such a large city that Wei Yanwu couldn't possibly be like a radar or all-seeing eye, monitoring every corner at all times. Besides, who would have thought that the dignified Prince of Victoria would stay up late at night and go alone to a place like the slums, which sounded unsafe?

While Wei Yanwu's failure to properly oversee security is certainly a dereliction of duty, does Wayne bear no responsibility whatsoever?

The odds between them are probably 70/30. If something really happened to Wayne, Wei Yanwu would face a huge responsibility, but Wayne is fine, isn't he?

When Wei Yanwu saw Wayne, he had no injuries whatsoever. At most, he looked a little pale and weak, probably from the shock. But he was definitely not seriously hurt. Plus, Hoshiguma was right beside him, and the Guard Bureau had already begun their roundup, so Wayne was perfectly safe.

If Wayne is alright, then Wei Yanwu doesn't need to feel so guilty. Victoria is indeed strong, but the Great Yan is not weak either. As a governor, he can respect and admire her, but he certainly cannot be subservient.

Seeing Wei Yanwu feigning ignorance, Vina couldn't hold back any longer, and the little lion growled in a low voice:

"How is my brother?!"

"Your brother? His Highness Wayne? You shouldn't be asking me that. Shouldn't he be at the hotel at this time?"

"If he goes out and doesn't return all night, I can help you contact the Lungmen Guard Bureau to report the incident. Rest assured, as long as he is within Lungmen territory, absolutely no one will dare to harm my guest, Wei Yanwu."

Wei Yanwu said with considerable confidence. Theresa stepped forward and said coldly:

"What if you were the one who hurt Mr. Bruce, Mr. Wei Yanwu?"

“A major incident happened in Longmen last night, and it’s already caused quite a stir in the city. You can’t be telling me you didn’t even know about it, can you?”

"What do you mean?"

Wei Yanwu's expression changed, and he retorted sharply.

"Princess Theresa, please don't make false accusations. How could I possibly harm Prince Wayne? How could I be unaware of what happened in Lungmen last night?"

Theresa wasn't in a hurry. She stepped aside, making way for an awkwardly standing car at the door.

They met by chance on their way to Wei Yanwu's residence. Jiu came to report to Wei Yanwu on the encirclement and suppression work and to formally submit his resignation and retirement application.

She was a witness to last night's events. In that unprecedented crisis, she figured out many things and felt unprecedentedly exhausted.

Suddenly pushed forward by Theresa, she knew she couldn't escape, so she took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said:

"Commander Wei, a Level 4 Originium Arts disaster occurred last night in Lungmen Third District."

Wei Yanwu's pupils contracted, and he quickly said:

"Last night? What time was it?"

"It will be around 2 to 3 a.m. before you arrive in the slum."

Whew—Wei Yanwu breathed a sigh of relief. Since it happened before he arrived in the slums, it didn't matter. When he arrived in the slums, Wayne was still fine, so this level four Originium Arts disaster should not have affected Wayne.

Originium spellcasters are not ubiquitous on Terra, but they are certainly not rare either. Apart from those who are forced to become Originium spellcasters after becoming infected, the remaining Originium spellcasters who awaken Originium Arts adaptability through talent or bloodline and thus master magic are divided into five levels according to the standards of Yan Kingdom.

Level 1 is harmless, meaning that playing with fire will only produce a small flame, and playing with water will only result in washing your hands.

The second level is for small-scale disasters; playing with fire can cause a fire, and playing in water can drown an adult.

The third level is a large-scale disaster; playing with fire can ignite a forest and last for a long time, while playing with water can destroy a lake and devastate several miles of land. At this stage, the Yan Kingdom government orders that registration with local authorities be completed and relevant permits obtained.

The fourth level consists of humanoid cataclysms, capable of destroying a mobile city in a short time. While not as terrifying as true natural disasters, they still possess cataclysmic destructive power. People of this level are generally limited to a few special bloodlines or families. Examples include the well-known Captain Wendigo from Ursus legend, the pure-blooded Drakk red dragon whose bloodline has awakened and whose power is fully unleashed, and Agor from the deep sea.

In the present-day Terra, these people have either become extinct or are under strict official control. Humanoid Scourges are not true natural disasters; as long as they are human, the adage "two fists can't fight four hands" holds true. Even if they could fight four, four hundred, or four thousand hands, what then?

As for the fifth level, those are all legends, gods. Wei Yanwu had never seen them with his own eyes, but he knew of their existence.

The fragments of gods suppressed by the Grand Astronomical Bureau of the Great Yan Dynasty are also the source of his power; these are some of the twelve fragments of gods controlled by the imperial court. There are also the strange monsters and demons existing in the wilderness where humans have disappeared.

It's worth mentioning that the Demon King is also a fifth-level being.

While relieved, Wei Yanwu was also filled with doubt. A Level 4 Originium Arts disaster had occurred in the slums of Lungmen? Why hadn't he sensed it at all? When he arrived at District 3, he hadn't seen any obvious damage there either.

Jiu noticed Wei Yanwu's confusion and answered:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wei Yanwu, I was unable to reach you because your phone was constantly busy."

Busy? Oh, I think so. I did keep calling Wayne to try and get in touch with him.

Although the call never went through.

Nine continued:

"Moreover, this Level 4 Originium disaster is somewhat special."

"What's special about it?"

"Apart from the Longmen Power Plant, which was directly affected, the rest of the region did not experience any abnormalities."

Wei Yanwu frowned even more: "What do you mean? What happened to the power plant?"

"The power plant's electricity meter exploded," Jiu explained somewhat awkwardly.

Wei Yanwu's lips twitched. A level four Originium disaster had blown up the power plant's meters. What kind of bizarre disaster was this?

However, the power plant was none of his concern. Wei Yanwu confidently turned to look at Theresa and the other woman, spreading his hands:

"As you both can see, this has nothing to do with me, right?"

“Actually, it’s related.” Jiu suddenly interjected, causing Wei Yanwu’s expression to freeze. He narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Jiu.