Something’s Wrong with This Game — I Became a God by Mining!

That day, constables from the Xiangfeng Prefectural Capital Ironclad Department appeared all over the prefectural capital, arresting people everywhere.

Anyone with even the slightest connection to the Immortal God Sect was taken to the Ironclad Department.

But most were just ordinary, deluded commoners.

They had no useful leads on them at all.

However, the source of the Fire Oil had been traced—it had indeed leaked out from the Ironclad Department itself.

Zhao Fu watched Zhao Qing from his seat with a blank expression.

Everyone present remained silent, not uttering a word.

Zhao Qing's face was slightly pale as he defended himself:

"The Fire Oil under our Public Security Division's jurisdiction has always been stored in the warehouse. Without the Director's authorization slip, it's impossible to transport it out of the division. There are several checkpoints to pass through."