Night Frost lay against the window of Room 401 and looked toward the Order Keeper tower. At this hour, Moon Owl should've already gone in for the meeting. So far, nothing unexpected had happened.

Bored out of her mind, Night Frost turned on the TV and started scrolling through her phone. The moment the screen lit up, it pushed a news alert to her as if it had planned it in advance, complete with a gruesome photo—

Shocking! Order Keepers kill civilians in the street!

At first, Night Frost didn't think much of it. But after one glance at the photo, she noticed the surroundings looked a lot like the streets of the Fourth District. Curious, she tapped in.

[Yesterday afternoon, a protest march was brutally attacked by the Order Keepers. Most of the marchers were crushed into bloody pulp. The scene was extremely gruesome.]

Thinking back to everything Qian Qingqing had described last night, this seemed to be exactly what had happened.

Night Frost hadn't read for long before the article vanished. The official Magic Maiden government had probably stepped in and taken it down. But plenty of people had already seen it. Even without the original post, reposts, summaries, and screenshots started popping up everywhere like weeds after rain.

Some capable people even dug up deeper information. It seemed the eldest daughter of Qian Corporation had also been caught up in last night's incident. She had been sent back by two unknown individuals, and she appeared to have suffered serious injuries.

For a while, the internet was flooded with dirt on the Order Keepers. Then, right at that moment, a major influencer account appeared and posted a single line:

[If something's wrong with the Order Keepers, shouldn't we ask whether the president in that tower has fulfilled her duty?]

The moment those words came out, the entire internet exploded into debate.

Yeah.

If the Order Keepers had this much dirt on them, then the upper ranks had obviously failed to control the lower ones. They relied on their strength and power to do whatever they wanted. In the end, all of this pointed to problems in the Order Keepers' internal system, and to the inaction of the Order Keepers' president.

Before long, more and more civilians appeared on the streets of the Fourth District. They gathered on their own, packed the roads, and marched toward the Order Keepers headquarters in the Fourth District.

"We need an explanation from the president of the Order Keepers!"

"Blood for blood! Blood for blood!"

"If she can't do it, then replace her with a president who can!!"

Some extremists even ran to Qian Corporation and caused a scene, shouting things like:

[Those people have done so many unforgivable things, and Qian Corporation has done nothing. Your own daughter was attacked. You have money, you have power, and still you refuse to speak out.]

[Are you scared? Or do you think your daughter doesn't matter? Or are you planning to be those Magic Maidens' dog for the rest of your life?]

Night Frost hadn't expected the relationship between the Fourth District's Order Keepers and the public to be this tense. In some places, what happened last night wouldn't have stirred up much at all. But in the Fourth District, a place soaked in gasoline and stacked with powder kegs, a single spark was enough to shatter the fragile balance between the people and the Order Keepers.

They had lived under the Order Keepers' pressure for too long. At last, the people couldn't endure it anymore. Everyone dissatisfied with the Order Keepers spontaneously formed protest marches, and the crowds were still growing.

This had all happened far too conveniently. Night Frost didn't believe it was a coincidence. This scene was probably exactly what the one pulling the strings had wanted to see.

"Their goal..."

Night Frost read through all the information, but in the end, her eyes returned to that influencer's post. She already understood their goal. They wanted the president of the Order Keepers removed from office. Open schemes and hidden schemes, both at once.

Night Frost called over the Zone Fifteen Guardian. They couldn't just stand by and watch anymore. She unlocked her phone and opened her newly added contacts. Before leaving last night, she had added the private VX of Qian Corporation's boss for easier communication.

She sent a message telling him not to get involved, or the Fourth District would fall into complete chaos. After that came Moon Owl's side. Night Frost still didn't know whether fighting would break out later, but they needed to stay on guard.

At that moment, the boss of Qian Corporation was in the middle of scolding his eldest son and second daughter. It was these two useless children who had joined hands with Magic Maidens and used underhanded methods to assassinate his eldest daughter.

His eldest son was hopelessly addicted to gambling. If the family hadn't had money, he would've squandered everything long ago. His second daughter spent all day in bars, fooling around with random men.

Only his eldest daughter was any good. She spent her days studying at school. Her grades weren't outstanding, but at least she acted like a proper human being. With the right talented people helping her, she'd make a decent boss.

So he had named his eldest daughter, Qian Qingqing, as the primary heir. Most of the real estate and family business would go to her. His eldest son and second daughter would get only two houses between them.

By normal inheritance order, the eldest son should've come first. But the boss of Qian Corporation had given everything to Qian Qingqing, leaving his son and second daughter with almost nothing. That filled them both with resentment.

"You two are good for nothing and ruin everything!"

He swung the duster in his hand viciously, trying to make the two of them remember today's mistake with their bodies. If an employee or a rival had tried to bring down Qian Corporation this way, he would've cut them down without hesitation.

But these two in front of him were still his own flesh and blood.

That was when a Magic Maiden had approached them and promised to get rid of Qian Qingqing. Once she was gone, they would become the legal heirs, and everything under Qian Corporation would belong to them.

"Boss, your message."

Ignoring the two siblings' pleas for mercy, the boss's secretary brought him his phone. Night Frost's message sat right at the top. Something major seemed to have happened in the Fourth District, and Night Frost advised him not to interfere.

Truthfully, he had already guessed last night that something big was about to happen in the Fourth District. Even those one or two ordinary people who had come to shout outside Qian Corporation had made him feel that something was wrong. The situation had spread so fast. The internet really was terrifying at passing information around.

Back when he first started out, people still relied on phone calls to stay in touch. If you wanted information, you had to get it from TV.

"Troubled times. Truly troubled times."

After muttering that twice, the boss of Qian Corporation told the secretary behind him to find two trustworthy people to keep watch over his disobedient children, then walked out.

He slammed the door shut and sat down weakly in the chair outside. His already aged face had lost another trace of life and gained a hint of gloom.

"This is a perfect chance. Time to clean out Qian Corporation properly, while most eyes are fixed on the Order Keepers."

He opened his phone again and sent Night Frost a reply.

When Night Frost saw the message, I got it, she finally relaxed.

"Wang Wu!"

Night Frost's voice reached Wang Wu upstairs. He had just finished a phone call. Because of last night's news, orders had suddenly surged. Since the Order Keepers were tangled up in public outrage, they definitely wouldn't have time to bother with little people like them. This was a perfect chance to make money.

That demon downstairs seemed to be calling for him. Thinking back to what had happened yesterday afternoon, he couldn't help shivering. He was afraid that if he went down too late, Night Frost would lift him up with one hand again.

"I-I'm here... Big Sis, what do you need?"

Night Frost ignored the title of Big Sis and directly told Wang Wu to keep watch near the protest march. She gave him her VX account so he could message her immediately if anything happened.

As for the Zone Fifteen Guardian and Night Frost, they headed to scout near the Order Keeper tower. Something was very likely about to happen on Moon Owl's side.

...

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Moon Owl. Some were full of expectation, some of malice. Either way, the stares made her deeply uncomfortable.

"I really can..."

Moon Owl spoke softly. Only after hearing her confirmation did the president of the Order Keepers continue.

"Then we'll depart at once. The Mud King matter can't wait—"

"Wait."

A Magic Maiden in a white cloak stood at the entrance of the great hall. Her gaze was locked straight on the president of the Order Keepers at the center of the hall.

"Who are you? Where's Cantata Two outside the door?!"

"They're all asleep."

The girl in the white cloak didn't seem interested in saying more. She raised her Wand and lightly tapped the air. The image on the light screen made of Mana particles shifted, revealing the faces of the protesters in the streets.

"This is the Fourth District as it is now. So next... let's continue the meeting, shall we... President?"

"What exactly happened?"

She stared at the screen. She had been so busy with the Mud King that she hadn't left this hall in days. She knew nothing about what had happened in the Fourth District. She tried to extend her spiritual sense outward, but an invisible force sealed it in place.

Her gaze fell on the Guardian of District Twenty-Two and the Guardian of the Seventh District.

"It was you!"

The Guardian of District Twenty-Two kept her eyes closed as she faced the president of the Order Keepers. She used spiritual power in place of sight. If necessary, she could go her whole life without ever opening her eyes.

"What are you talking about? Why don't I understand a thing?"

"Stop pretending. You two arrived first. You used spiritual power to block my perception!"

Only then did the president of the Order Keepers understand.

She had walked into a trap. A trap prepared specifically for her.

She hurriedly took out her phone and checked the news, only to find the internet covered in reports about the Order Keepers killing people. Since when had that happened?

"Who killed them?!"

Her gaze swept across the room and landed on the Guardian of District Sixteen. He was the least controllable of them all. Most likely, he was the one who had done it.

"I did. So what? Those insects kept yapping in my ear. Why shouldn't I kill them? We've reached the top of the power structure. We have that right. We aren't the ones who should be questioned by insects."

The Guardian of District Sixteen spread his hands. That was exactly why he hadn't wanted to come here. The protest had practically marched right up to the Order Keepers' face. It was irritating to look at.

The president of the Order Keepers understood. The Guardian of District Sixteen had been used as a blade.

"What do you people want?!"

Her eyes locked onto the white-cloaked Magic Maiden as she demanded an answer.

"Next, let's hold a meeting."

"I believe this current president has failed in her duty. Impeachment... what do you think? Let's move next year's assembly forward. I've already... waited long enough."

All those ill-intentioned gazes converged on the president. A chill rose from the soles of her feet, and in an instant, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice pit.