"I agree."
"I... I do too!"
The night watchman’s words received unanimous agreent, but how much of it was true, only they themselves knew.
However, Yang Xiao was not too worried about these people trying to play tricks on him. He always prided himself on winning over others with virtue, and once they saw the effects of the dicine pill, they would know what to do.
After saying a few more words, Yang Xiao was ready to leave. As he was heading towards the elevator, he seed to rember sothing, stopped in his tracks, turned around to look at Chen Nang, and calmly said, "Prisoner, you won. That guy’s magic artifact is yours."
"Thank you," Chen Nang replied with a smile.
"No need to thank , thank yourself," Yang Xiao said, hands in his pockets, and turned to leave.
The people present watched Yang Xiao’s figure disappear behind the elevator doors, and only after he was completely gone did they breathe a sigh of relief.
Butterfly Lady and the Sick Ghost could finally breathe deeply; the pressure Yang Xiao brought was even stronger than that of renowned Great Heretic Cultivators.
"Are you... the prisoner?" With Yang Xiao gone, Ku Daoist, hands in his sleeves, slowly stepped forward. With Yang Xiao not present, this was his stage.
"Who are you?" Chen Nang dared not be negligent in front of such an expert.
"Don’t be nervous, you can call Ku Daoist like everyone else," Ku Daoist introduced slowly. "We’re not allowed to fight privately here, unless that person just now is present, otherwise the consequences would be dire."
"Then why don’t you all team up to get rid of him and break out?" Chen Nang looked around, "There are so many of you, don’t you have any backbone?"
"Amitabha Buddha, prisoner, do not speak rashly. Do you know how strong that person is?" At that mont, the One-Eyed Monk, with his hand clasping Buddha Beads, stepped forward. "That person is not as simple as you think. Ming Emperor Ye Xiao is a senior, and besides, what use is there in killing him alone? Who among us is a match for Wu Qingcang of the Overlord Spear in even a single round?"
"Cough... cough cough..." The Sick Ghost began to cough violently, as if he were about to cough his lungs out, raising a pale, sickly face. "It seems... it seems you’re not one of those caught by Wu Qingcang, otherwise you wouldn’t be talking like this."
After all, only those who have truly faced Wu Qingcang know how terrifying he truly is.
These people present had once prided themselves as experts, but facing that man, they had no thought of resistance at all, all were beaten into submission.
Now, forget about people guarding outside; even if the door were wide open, they might not dare to run, for who knows if Wu Qingcang would suddenly pop up from sowhere and give them a shot.
"Butterfly Lady, take him to get familiar with the place, the rest of you, disperse." With Yang Xiao gone, Ku Daoist was clearly the leader among this group, as strength determines respect.
But Chen Nang did not hurry to leave. He picked up a thick hemp rope from beneath a broken wooden stake and firmly tied up the foolish butcher.
On the other side, after leaving the experintal base, Yang Xiao drove back to his villa. To facilitate Yang Xiao’s work, Hong Anguo had specially allocated an office area at the experintal base for Yang Xiao. His coming here was considered going to work, and more importantly, it could cover his tracks.
But along the way, Yang Xiao felt a little unsettled, vaguely sensing that a pair of eyes were watching him nearby.
To verify his judgnt, Yang Xiao calmly took out the Human Bone Staff, and after sensing for a while, he indeed detected a strange presence.
But just as Yang Xiao wanted to track this source further and locate the person, the aura suddenly disappeared.
"Detected them, huh?" Yang Xiao couldn’t help but frown, thinking that the person’s perception was strong. It was possible they had a Spiritual Magical Artifact or a Protective Magical Artifact that could resist ntal detection.
Since he couldn’t pinpoint the person’s exact location, Yang Xiao couldn’t make a big scene searching for them, especially since the person already sensed they were discovered and would imdiately retreat.
Yang Xiao wasn’t psychologically shaken by this, as he was already ntally prepared before coming here. He was a newcor in Qinglan City and a new mber of the leadership team at Jiangbei Province Office, so all forces would certainly pay attention to him. However, re attention is one thing; such blatant stalking crossed the line.
This ti, he’ll let it slide, but if it happens again, Yang Xiao will surely pursue it to the end.
Having just co here, Yang Xiao didn’t want to act too forcefully. His uncle Professor Cui was right, this place isn’t Rongcheng, and Hong Anguo isn’t Nalan Shuo. No one will look after him here, so caution is paramount.
Now that he’s rembered the person’s aura, if he encounters them again, he will have a proper conversation, even taking them to the Provincial Office if necessary.
A mid-stage Ghost Level youngster wouldn’t quite catch Yang Xiao’s eye.
Perhaps as a greeting to this unseen "friend," Yang Xiao even honked a few tis, giving them a reminder.
In the following days, Yang Xiao visited the experintal base whenever he had ti to observe the training of these people. One must say, these individuals had reached their current level for a reason, each possessing rits, and Yang Xiao learned so very practical techniques from them.
Through these visits, he gained a deeper understanding of his subordinates, particularly in terms of magical artifact capabilities, which pleased him greatly.
Ku Daoist holding a Wooden Sword could kill with sword control, and fighting him would catch many off guard if they didn’t know his background. Moreover, the Shaking Bell at his waist was extraordinary; the sound of the bell seed able to captivate souls.
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