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"Hmph! You're definitely doomed!"
Fan Feng pointed at the three people lying on the ground and sneered. These individuals looked dazed, clearly under some kind of spell; this was a primary characteristic of brainwashing by a cult. With this alone, Fan Feng could apprehend Zhang Qi, and by investigating other evidence such as financial records, she could build an ironclad case.
Generally speaking, cults are accompanied by financial fraud against their so-called followers, and Fan Feng knew she could extract plenty from Zhang Qi.
Therefore, in Fan Feng's eyes, the one truly doomed was definitely Zhang Qi.
"Hmph! What do you know? Do you even understand what the Supreme Ancestor is? It's because he possesses unparalleled power! Someone like you could never comprehend it!"
Although handcuffed, Zhang Qi remained arrogant, as if he were not a prisoner at all.
"Beg me! As long as you beg me, I will save you and can also take you as a disciple for the Supreme Ancestor, making you a Saintess—second only to him, above all others. How about that?"
"Bang!"
The Ancient Sorcerer couldn't help but laugh. Fan Feng seemed to be a violent dinosaur; she had just elbowed Zhang Qi hard on the head!
"Hmph! Second only to him? Do you think I'm out of my mind?!"
As she spoke, Fan Feng kicked Zhang Qi hard in the back. With his hands cuffed behind him, he couldn't maintain his balance and fell to the ground with a loud thud, his face making intimate contact with the floor.
"Well... fine, I'll admit you're tough."
The Ancient Sorcerer silently criticized her. There were plenty of people tougher than Fan Feng; she herself had acted ruthlessly in the past to complete missions without any scruples. But the problem was that Fan Feng was a police officer, and treating Zhang Qi like this was definitely illegal!
He believed that Fan Feng also understood this principle, but the fact that she could act so ruthlessly indicated that she was indeed a lawless person.
After a while, Zhang Qi's body finally moved. He first curled up slowly and then forcefully turned over. He had fallen hard just moments ago, so his face was covered in blood, but surprisingly, he was actually smiling!
Yes, Zhang Qi was indeed smiling!
"Hehehe~~~~ I told you, you're doomed! You have been cursed by the Supreme Ancestor. No one can lift it except for me. Within three days, you will surely bleed to death from all seven orifices!"
Fan Feng was taken aback for a moment but quickly became angry again. She lifted her foot and kicked at Zhang Qi! She absolutely did not believe in any curse, and as for the image of the Supreme Ancestor burning, it must have been a trick set up by Zhang Qi long ago. What surprised her was that she had actually been frightened just now!
No one spoke; the room gradually fell silent, with only Zhang Qi's heavy breathing and occasional maniacal laughter breaking the quiet.
The Ancient Sorcerer approached Zhang Qi and squatted down, staring intently into his eyes.
At first, Zhang Qi seemed not to notice the Ancient Sorcerer and continued laughing madly, but slowly, his laughter diminished until he simply closed his mouth.
Zhang Qi felt as if there were a special power in the Ancient Sorcerer's eyes that could penetrate into his heart, making him feel guilty. He wanted to keep laughing but found he could no longer do so.
"Heh, why don't you continue laughing?"
Zhang Qi was taken aback, unsure why the Ancient Sorcerer would say such a thing. After hearing this, he felt that not laughing seemed abnormal, so he pulled at his mouth and started laughing again.
"Smack!"
Zhang Qi felt like his face had been hit hard by a train, half of it completely numb.
Fan Feng was stunned; just moments ago, Ancient Sorcerer had slapped Zhang Qi hard across the face.
“Why aren’t you laughing anymore?”
Ancient Sorcerer coldly stared at Zhang Qi and continued, “Do you think you can break the curse of Supreme Ancestor? You can’t even save yourself!”
Even though Zhang Qi had just been beaten to a pulp by Fan Feng, he remained “unmoved.” However, upon hearing Ancient Sorcerer’s words, his expression changed drastically.
“Who… are you? How do you know this?”
Zhang Qi was quite shocked; he truly had no way to deal with Supreme Ancestor. What he said earlier was merely an attempt to deceive Fan Feng.
Looking at Zhang Qi, then at Ancient Sorcerer, Fan Feng was filled with confusion. She hadn’t thought there was anything strange about Ancient Sorcerer, but listening to his conversation with Zhang Qi, it seemed as if they were “peers.” Did this mean that if Zhang Qi was a cult member, then Ancient Sorcerer might be one too?
“Hmph! You should just pray for your own good.”
After saying this, Ancient Sorcerer ignored Zhang Qi and stood up to say to Fan Feng, “This Zhang Qi must have a lair or a secret room; we need to find that place.”
This was the purpose of Ancient Sorcerer’s visit tonight; otherwise, there would be no way to treat Zhong Wenxin’s illness.
Suppressing her doubts, Fan Feng nodded and said, “Okay.”
At that moment, someone suddenly rushed in from outside, shouting, "Fan Team, we've found a secret room!"
The Ancient Sorcerer and Fan Feng exchanged glances; it was truly a case of hitting the pillow just when one felt sleepy—what a coincidence.
"Alright, let's go take a look."
After Fan Feng finished speaking, he picked up the bloodied Zhang Qi from the ground and strode out. The Ancient Sorcerer quickly followed suit, but neither of them noticed the strange smile that appeared on Zhang Qi's blood-stained face.
"Hmph! Found my secret room? I fear you won't be able to access it!"
Zhang Qi understood that once he was caught in the trap, there would be no way out. The secret room contained the Thousand Soul Banner he had painstakingly crafted, which could not be effectively utilized without significant mastery. Now, going to the secret room was just what he needed.
Many people had gathered in Zhang Qi's office. The armed police participating in the operation tonight were either on necessary guard duty or continuing their investigation elsewhere; they had all congregated here.
"Fan Team, while we were searching here, we discovered a secret room behind the bookshelf."
Tonight, Fan Feng had brought along experts; how could Zhang Qi's office with its secret room escape their notice?
One troublesome issue was the password for the secret room, which they couldn't open at the moment, so they called for Fan Feng to come over.
"Get someone to blow this place open."
With a wave of his hand, Fan Feng made a quick decision. They weren't sneaking around like thieves; if there was no password, they would just break in violently.
The professional demolitions expert arrived quickly. With a loud "boom," the password-protected door's pillar outside the secret chamber was completely bent, and the door itself was twisted beyond recognition.
Fan Feng lifted her foot, ready to rush inside.
"Wait!"
The Ancient Sorcerer immediately reached out to grab Fan Feng, turning his body to block her path.
"What's wrong?"
Fan Feng turned around and glared at the Ancient Sorcerer.
"This is Zhang Qi's secret chamber; there must be something special inside. Let me go in first."
Shaking off the Ancient Sorcerer's hand forcefully, Fan Feng said, "Hmph! You should know very well why you are here, right? So just stay out of my way, or I won't hold back. You think I'm afraid of anything strange? I'm not scared of evil!"
Seeing Fan Feng acting like a porcupine covered in spikes, the Ancient Sorcerer could only smile helplessly. He knew that no matter what he said now, Fan Feng wouldn't listen.
Taking a step back silently, the Ancient Sorcerer made way for her.
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