บท 945: Seven Stars of the North!

In an underground secret room under the central government building, the prime minister looked at the frightened Wang Qi and the trembling Liu Aihua then frowned. He looked at the 30-year-old young man sitting at the side and asked, "Mr. Yi, why do you need to do this?"

"You have been found out." Mr. Yi took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and took a stick out. He placed it in his mouth and flicked his fingers. A small flame appeared from the tip of his finger and he used the flame to light up the cigarette.

"Impossible. We have been watching over him for almost a year." They didn't notice anything amiss.