Yang Xiao did not forget his promise to Captain Zheng; he was to return to Nanzhe Province within half a month with his team to dismantle the base established by the Withered Bone Pavilion there.
For the next week, Yang Xiao spent most of his ti at the Provincial Office, familiarizing himself with the work content. After all, on the surface, his main job was as the captain of the Discipline Squad, holding supervisory authority over the cadres of the entire province’s Patrol Defense Office, which naturally included Director Nalan and Director Huang Guochao.
Yang Xiao carefully reviewed the parts related to Nalan Shuo, distilling a few key points to remind Director Nalan about what to avoid when he had ti.
Being able to secure this position, Nalan Shuo was his greatest support, and Yang Xiao was not soone who forgot his roots.
Yang Xiao was browsing the section on the Rongcheng Patrol Division with great interest, but as he looked through, he unexpectedly found there was no information about Qu Muzhi. Of the Rongcheng Patrol Division cadres who were originally qualified to attract the attention of the Provincial Office, there were only seven people: Directors Nalan Shuo and Huang Guochao, plus five deputy directors, with Qu Muzhi being the deputy director of the Luming Bureau.
But now, Qu Muzhi’s na has disappeared.
Yang Xiao was stunned; he leaned in to take a closer look again, but still found nothing.
Perplexed, he directly entered Qu Muzhi’s na into the search box and clicked search, but the result was unexpectedly empty.
"What’s going on? Has he been erased?" Yang Xiao was dumbfounded, obviously, Qu Muzhi was fine before he left.
Uncertain whether any tampering had occurred in the office, Yang Xiao did not rashly make a phone call to inquire. Instead, after returning ho from work, he attempted to dial Qu Muzhi’s phone, but the prompt indicated it was turned off.
Sothing must have happened... Yang Xiao couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious in his heart; he imdiately called Director Nalan, and this ti he finally got through.
"Director Nalan, what is happening with Qu Muzhi? Why can’t I find him on the Provincial Office’s website?" Yang Xiao asked directly.
"Little Yang, I’m not very clear on the specifics, but it seems soone from above took him away, and all his positions have been replaced," Nalan Shuo replied.
"When did this happen?" Yang Xiao asked in surprise.
"Three days ago, neither Huang Guozhao nor I were inford beforehand; it was only after he was taken away that we found out," Nalan Shuo sighed. "You don’t need to worry about him, he’s fine. The authority to do this only cos from the General Bureau level, and it’s undoubtedly an opportunity for him."
"He must have caught the eye of so big figure from the General Bureau. You know, he has a special identity; he’s a martyr’s son, his father gave his life for the country." Nalan Shuo also knew so things about Qu Muzhi, and for years, the higher-ups had shown him plenty of kindness.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiao couldn’t help but feel happy for Qu Muzhi; indeed, everyone has their own encounters. He was promoted to the Provincial Office’s Law Enforcent Team, while Qu Muzhi was taken away by soone from the General Bureau.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiao couldn’t help but look forward to the day when he would et Qu Muzhi again in the future.
The proverbial "golden scales" should not be confined in a pool; the waters of Rongcheng are ultimately incapable of accommodating both Yang Xiao and Qu Muzhi.
Yang Xiao promoted himself under the banner of the Ming Emperor Ye Xiao, while Qu Muzhi had long been known as the Demon Rakshasa; the evil cultivators around Rongcheng did not dare provoke them.
Yang Xiao spent a week’s ti in busy work, getting familiar with his overt job content. Frankly speaking, he didn’t like purely desk work; he preferred to be active.
A week later in the night, he contacted Chen Nang in advance, then went to the experintal base to et him. Compared to a week ago, Chen Nang looked much more spirited, with light in his once dull eyes.
This ti, Yang Xiao brought Chen Nang a new identity. "From now on, the na Chen Nang can’t be used. Your nickna will be Prisoner, with a persona as an active evil cultivator within Nanzhe Province."
"Rest assured, this identity is genuine, though this person is already dead, yet his death has been tightly sealed; no one knows it," Yang Xiao explained.
The evil cultivator identity with the alias "Prisoner" was provided by Wu Qingcang, chosen after careful consideration of Chen Nang’s comprehensive factors, and this person had already been slain by a subordinate of Wu Qingcang half a month ago.
The "Prisoner" had so reputation but was always a lone wolf, having no friends, and almost no one knew him, making it perfect for Chen Nang to impersonate him.
"Are you ready?" Yang Xiao asked.
"No problem, I can’t wait to et my new friends," Chen Nang smiled and said.
Returning once again to that underground space, one by one, familiar faces erged from the darkness: the Ku Daoist, the One-eyed Monk, the Trickster, the night watchman, the Butterfly Lady, the Hamr Girl, the Butcher, and the Sick Ghost, not one missing.
"Heh... Hai Hai... Captain, you’ve... you’ve arrived." As before, it was the Sick Ghost who spoke first, but this ti his tone was noticeably more polite.
"Heh heh heh, looks like we have a new partner." The Butcher, wearing a rubber coat and carrying a bone-cutting knife, eyed Chen Nang nacingly.
Chen Nang’s appearance was akin to Yang Xiao’s type, looking relatively delicate, introverted, and harmless, making him seem out of place among this standard group of evil cultivators.
"Such an adorable little face, really handso..." The Butterfly Lady was filled with fluttering heart eyes, but after saying this, she quickly added as if realizing sothing, "But still, far from the captain; the captain is hands down the most masculine man I’ve ever t."
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