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In the two months following his feigned death, Zuo Ci re-emerged within the Mystical Circle of Tongcheng. The most controversial topic was the closure of the Yin Yang Building by Black Cripple, who had led Zuo Bei, Huang Yimeng, and the young girl tormented by Zao Zhu Zhi Shu to relocate to the center. There, they established a simple office dedicated to handling various supernatural commission cases. This was Zuo Ci's command.
At this moment, Zuo Ci had undergone a transformation. He had taken on an ordinary appearance, with an unremarkable youthful face, dressed in a yellow robe adorned with the Bagua symbols. He resembled a wandering sorcerer from the Jianghu.
Inside the office, Black Cripple marveled at Zuo Ci's ordinary visage, which had been transformed from Bone and Flesh. No matter what divination techniques he employed, he could discern nothing unusual.
Zuo Ci smiled and said, "From now on, it will be my domain!"
"Domain?" Black Cripple's mind suddenly conjured up a poignant melody about the passage of time: "The cold wind blows through the valley of despair; spring calls for the return of youth!"
He nodded and replied, "No problem! Let's open for business starting today!"
Zuo Ci chuckled and said, "You will handle my identity."
Black Cripple grinned widely and replied, "No problem at all! As a summoner of spirits, creating a false identity is right up my alley."
He also changed his account name on Dao Yi to reflect his new role as a spirit summoner. His private messages in the backend had nearly been overwhelmed with inquiries over these past few days.
It was all about the rumors regarding Zuo Ci's death. However, he had not returned. The change of names was the best proof.
Knock, knock, knock.
Even before the office opened, someone had already arrived.
Black Cripple hesitantly opened the door, looking at the visitor dressed in an expensive custom-made Armani suit, and smiled, "Guan Boss?"
The visitor was indeed Guan Jintang.
He frowned, pulling Black Cripple's hand and whispered, "Brother, let’s not beat around the bush. Is Daoist Zuo still alive?"
Black Cripple's heart stirred. A sorrowful expression appeared on his rugged face. At that moment, silence spoke louder than words.
It must be said, he was a professional when it came to acting—far better than those young actors who needed eye drops for their crying scenes.
Guan Jintang looked at Black Cripple's demeanor and couldn't help but feel a sense of despair. "Everything is over!"
"Guan Boss, what happened?" Black Cripple asked with a heavy heart.
Logically speaking, Guan Jintang was the Richest Man in Tongcheng. The Leigong Mountain Fang Shi he supported was definitely a formidable force in Fa Jing Peak. Even when facing Zuo Ci, he should have had the strength to fight back. At least, Zuo Ci wouldn’t be able to crush him in a second!
This achievement was already quite impressive within the Mystical Circle.
"Huang Laodao has reemerged!" Guan Jintang said with a grim expression. "The remnants of Huang Laodao have taken advantage of Daoist Zuo's death to regroup and have allied with the remnants of Sheng Xian Dao to establish Hui Xian Men in Tongcheng, recruiting deviant arts from all over the lakes and seas. Their momentum is fierce."
"How is that possible?" Black Cripple replied coldly. "How could those above allow Evil Path to run rampant like this?"
Guan Jintang's expression darkened as he said, "When Huang Laodao made his comeback, he spared no effort in suppressing my group and supporting a puppet trading company. The threat of Evil Arts has swallowed up many small and medium-sized enterprises in Tongcheng."
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