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Soon, two figures appeared behind Tang Yuan, bringing an eerie and terrifying presence, the sound of dragging chains echoing on the ground.
One black and one white figure gradually became clear.
"Shut up!"
The cold voice cut off abruptly.
"Uh, Boss, you too!" Fan Wu Jiu's shoulders shrank instinctively.
"When we need you, you’re nowhere to be found; why show up now?"
"Her murderous aura is too strong. We’ll be right there as soon as we finish what we’re doing!"
Xie Bian remained silent, taking a slight step back.
"You still can’t take her!" Yan Kongyue shot a sideways glance at Xie Bian.
"Hey, Song General! Long time no see, haha!" Fan Wu Jiu dared not agree but was even more afraid to oppose, so he could only laugh awkwardly.
Song Hu tugged at the reins in his hand, completely ignoring them.
Heibai Wuchang was entering the barrier set by Yan Kongyue, and everyone clearly saw them, including the police who had just arrived.
However, Gui Jiang Jun was already standing in front, and it was evident that Gui Jiang Jun was a righteous spirit. Moreover, it was clear that Heibai Wuchang was afraid of Yan Kongyue.
So why were they afraid? They were police officers, public servants of the state; they should be considered colleagues! That said, they still stood behind Lin Zhuo. After all, their captain seemed to know him better.
"No, Boss, we have to go back and report too!" Fan Wu Jiu nudged Xie Bian with his elbow, signaling him to say something.
Xie Bian didn’t even look at him; he turned his head to the side and remained silent. He was naturally tongue-tied, and with Fan Wu Jiu around, if anything went wrong, he wouldn’t be the one to take the blame.
"Come on, let her talk a bit more!"
But with so many people watching, Tang Zhi didn’t know what to say anymore.
"Little treasure, be good. Soon you’ll meet your mom and dad. Tell them I’m doing well, and you need to listen to them too. You’ve grown up; you can’t be naughty anymore!"
A broken voice squeezed out a single word.
Yan Kongyue produced a gold coin in her hand and flipped it between her fingers.
Others might not know it, but Heibai Wuchang and Gui Jiang Jun understood that whenever she made this little gesture, it meant she was about to stir up trouble.
"Hey, Boss, do you have other plans?"
Xie Bian glanced at Fan Wu Jiu. Did he really need to ask? He was always teetering on the edge of danger, the kind that couldn't be pulled back no matter how hard one tried.
"You all should head back. I'll have Song General take her later," Yan Kongyue said, unusually polite.
"But how do we explain this to the King of Hell?"
"Just tell the truth; it's not like it's the first time!"
"But—"
"But what? You think if you take her back, Yan Kongyue won't dare to say anything? Tang Yuan killed someone and consumed a few souls. She’s being taken to Difu to be thrown into Sulfur Fire Lake for a thousand years—immortal and unbreakable."
"Got it! If not, I’ll personally go down and talk to the King of Hell."
"Understood, understood! Then we'll leave."
"Alright, I'll get you something next time!" Yan Kongyue knew they would definitely get scolded by the King of Hell upon their return, so he wanted to offer them a bit of comfort.
"That sounds great, thanks in advance!"
"Bring that soul from the corner!"
"Okay, see you next time!"
"Goodbye!"
Heibai Wuchang waved at the soul hiding in the corner. Wang Haiyang's soul knew there was no escaping and emerged with a drooping head, only to be shackled by Fan Wu Jiu.
Soon, the temperature in the air began to rise again.
It was about time.
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