Under Yi Xiaoying's death glare, Chen Qisheng finally caved.
A chill crept up his spine.
It was as if a voice in the back of his mind was constantly warning him.
'This woman is not to be trifled with.'
Just then, the middle-aged man behind him had a sudden realization.
His expression changed abruptly. "Might I ask if you are Director Yi of the Weapon Workshop?"
As soon as he spoke, the old man beside him glanced over.
"The Weapon Workshop? Director Yi?"
HISS...
The old man sucked in a sharp breath.
He, too, immediately guessed Yi Xiaoying's true identity.
Compared to the Yi Family, their Duan Family was nothing.
Moreover, as the director of the Weapon Workshop, Yi Xiaoying could easily decide the fate of minor families like theirs.
A single word from her could make them vanish from the New District overnight.
Not to mention the colossal Yi Family backing her.
As for the officer, he was even more terrified.
