Tang Zelin nodded, "In the southern provinces, they have been suffering from disasters for two or three months now, and with the north also being restless, it's no surprise that there are some disruptive elements. Go out armed, and never break the rules unless absolutely necessary, but also ensure the personal safety of our people."
Wang Jun sighed, "Here in City C, from the looks of it, it's been much quieter."
Apart from flooding disasters and resettling the displaced, repairing roads and facilities, there hasn't yet been any reports of unrest.
Tang Zelin smiled, said nothing, his dark eyes aloof, as if everything was under control.
Qu Guo'an sighed, saying from across, "I'm afraid the good days won't last much longer."