I, Valon, am frantically searching for my mother.

We really need to get rid of him!

After Vivian stomped one foot on the pillow and shouted those words with great momentum, she immediately entered a state of excitement where she could speak her mind without reservation.

Then Vivian told everyone she knew about the matter.

However, as he listened, Wayne noticed something was amiss.

"Wait, Vivian."

Wayne interrupted Vivian.

"Huh? Sir, what's wrong? Is there something you don't understand? Can you explain it in more detail?"

Vivian was getting into her story when she was interrupted and blinked.

"It's not a matter of details."

Wayne waved his hand.

"You mean your location was raided for so long, and yet it hasn't been discovered after four or five days?"

One of his own supply depots had been raided four or five days ago, and he didn't even know it, and was even passing the news on to the previous manager...

This was far too amateurish, to the point that Wayne began to suspect that the other side was baiting him.

"It really shouldn't have been like this..."

Vivian nodded in understanding, then put on a rather strained expression.

"But these past few days, Hull City has been under a city-wide crackdown! The atmosphere is extremely tense!"

"Crackdown? Why?"

Wayne asked curiously.

Logically speaking, given the level of security in Hull City, it shouldn't be necessary to rely on a crackdown to maintain order, right?

"Because...because a truly wicked person has appeared in the city, someone with audacity beyond belief, whose brain might have been gnawed by cannibals!"

Vivian's tone became increasingly resentful as she spoke of this, and she winked at Wayne.

"This guy... cough cough, this villain, he actually dared to impersonate the Golden Dragon in Hel City, right under the noses of the Golden Dragon Lords, and then openly commit extremely heinous and inhuman crimes!"

"Damn it, there are actually scumbags like this in Hel City?"

Wayne was equally indignant.

"yes!"

Vivian nodded vigorously, her expression exaggerated.

"This is utterly lawless! Completely devoid of conscience! The Golden Dragons are such good men, so righteous, yet these scoundrels dare to impersonate them and commit crimes! This is not only harm to the victims, but also a serious stain and provocation on the Golden Dragons' noble reputation!"

"For this reason..."

Vivian shrugged.

"The golden dragons and security forces of Hel City are furious! They have issued the highest level of martial law and search orders! The entire city of Hel City is now on high alert, and even the entrances to the lower streets are being monitored. All activities within the cult have been halted, for fear of running into the line of fire."

"The monthly rituals are only held because they cannot be stopped due to special circumstances."

After hearing Vivian's explanation, Wayne was even more shocked.

What kind of idiot is this, so audacious as to pretend to be a golden dragon and commit evil deeds in a righteous city like Hel City? Are you really not afraid of your Golden Dragon Lord's wicked hand?

If Wayne catches him blatantly shedding hair like this, he'll definitely be in big trouble.

However, amidst his anger and disdain, Wayne's curiosity was also piqued.

"By the way, Vivian, what exactly did that person do that caused martial law to be declared in the entire city of Hel?"

"I heard it's... someone who deliberately breaks into people's homes and sets them on fire."

Holy crap! This guy's birth is something else!

They're even more privileged than the cult's own people. Even if you spent some money on this, at least the cult paid for it!

If you dare to do this in Hull, what would you do in Gotham?

"This kind of birth is truly despicable!"

Wayne spoke righteously to the girl beside him:

"Vivian, if you ever see this guy again, don't let him get away with it! Arrest him if you can, report him if you can! You can't be lenient with this kind of scum!"

"Really...really?"

Vivian looked at Wayne with a very, very strange expression, then asked weakly:

"Well...Master Golden Dragon, if I encounter someone with this birth chart...can I fight him?"

"Fight! Fight without hesitation!"

Wayne gave Vivian an encouraging look.

"You'll have your Golden Dragon Lord protecting you then!"

A small, hesitant pink fist gently struck Wayne's chest.

It doesn't hurt, and it even feels a little soft.

But this surprised Wayne.

"no……"

Wayne looked down at Vivian's little fist still pressed against his chest, then looked up at her face, which was filled with complex emotions, and looked completely bewildered.

Why did you suddenly hit me?

Vivian didn't say anything, but silently handed the newspaper, which she had been clutching in her hand and which was a little crumpled from her excited recounting, to Wayne.

She gestured with her chin toward the largest and most prominent page in the newspaper, indicating to Wayne to look for himself.

Wayne took the newspaper suspiciously and looked in the direction she was pointing. He had only glanced at it once when he immediately became anxious.

The first thing that catches the eye is a large, bold headline in a sensationalist style:

"An innocent young girl was brutally violated; is this a case of twisted masculinity or moral decay? — Please follow this special investigation in the Hull Express."

Wayne: "???"

A sense of foreboding rose in Wayne's heart, and he continued reading the main text.

What happened next completely broke Wayne's composure.

The article, written in the first person as the victim Mrs. Anne, tearfully accuses the evil golden dragon of committing extremely wicked acts against her.

It is said that this Mrs. Anne was kind-hearted, loved children, had friendly relations with her neighbors, warmly welcomed strangers, and was also a mother of ten children.

She usually runs a small shop that provides high-end companionship services, but one day an evil golden dragon forcibly broke into her shop.

The evil golden dragon subjected her to inhumane electric welding, causing Mrs. Anne to lose her means of livelihood, resulting in significant losses.

Towards the end, he tearfully appealed: hoping that the suspect, Long, who was momentarily confused, would repent soon, turn over a new leaf, and not forget to pay the fees he owes.

Fake news!

Wayne almost burned the newspaper with his breath!

Oh shit!

How come journalism is still going strong even though we're in another world?

Putting aside what this "teenage girl" is all about, why doesn't this report mention anything about what Anne did?

Is it fair to write such a sensationalist, attention-grabbing essay based solely on her one-sided account?

Moreover, the report subtly implied that Jinlong was responsible for the incident, almost blatantly suggesting that he was the one who caused it.

Wayne now understood why the Golden Dragons were in such a hurry to crack down.

This kind of thing is like having mud on your crotch – even if it's not shit, it looks like shit.

However, besides being angry, Wayne was more concerned about which newspaper had the audacity to do this.

He does nothing but completely believe the woman's long essays, and even dares to openly smear you, Master Jinlong.

Tell me quickly, did you secretly accept 500,000 gold coins from the Five-Colored Dragon?

Wayne's gaze swept to the edge of the newspaper, where the newspaper's name was usually printed.

There, four familiar large characters were clearly printed:

Jade Newspaper!