My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

"In short, the higher-ups have issued an ultimatum: you must return within three days, or the consequences will be unimaginable." Old Zhang hung up the phone after saying this, leaving only a busy tone on the receiver.

Freya heard the entire conversation. "You're leaving? I'm really going to miss you. How about using a substitution spell to cover it up? That should be a piece of cake for you."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhang Hao received a warning message from Lao Zhang: Do not use magic to deceive them. The other party has professionals to test it. If you comply but disobey, you will face even more severe punishment.

Zhang Hao reluctantly handed his phone to Fuli. After reading the message, she also looked troubled.

"It seems you're being targeted from all sides. The person behind this is determined to get rid of you. What are they planning to do next?"

Before I could answer, the phone rang again.

"Are you Mr. Zhang Hao? This is the embassy. Due to special circumstances, you must return to China within three days. I presume you are already aware of the specific reasons. We hope you will cooperate actively; otherwise, the consequences will affect many ordinary people in China."

Once economic problems worsen, the damage they cause is indeed more terrifying than demons and monsters.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Hao could only reply weakly, "Okay, I will report on time."

"Thank you for your cooperation. We have arranged your return trip home, and the airfare is completely free."

Zhang Hao: "Thank you so much."

"As a friendly reminder, you are welcome to bring your companions back with you, please don't hesitate."

After ending the call, Zhang Hao was almost about to burst into a tirade of curses. This mastermind was truly cunning, using such methods to force them to leave.

However, the fact that the other party has mobilized such a large amount of power shows that the conspiracy to be carried out must not be interfered with by him, otherwise it may lead to complete failure.

The West's control over the situation is ultimately insufficient.

The underworld also seemed powerless, which was a real headache.

Frizzy, standing next to Zhang Hao, vaguely sensed something was amiss: "It's really not right that you're being forcibly deported like this. Do you need my help?"

Zhang Hao shook his head in frustration: "What can you do to help?"

"I can use public opinion as before."

Zhang Hao immediately raised his hand to interrupt: "Internet control is very strict now, your approach won't work anymore. And you should be careful, the mastermind behind this might already be watching you. Don't end up getting yourself into trouble instead of helping."

"Surely not? My strength is not bad. If he dares to cause trouble, I will make sure he doesn't get away with it."

Frizz is quite confident in her abilities.

However, if the other side were to use real-world methods against her, it would indeed be quite troublesome. Fortunately, this state is basically under her control, while the other side's influence is clearly concentrated at the federal level. Local forces versus the central government—that shouldn't be a problem, right?

Zhang Hao has fulfilled his obligation to remind them. Since there is no progress at the moment, it is better to return to China as requested by the other party and wait and see.

Within the stipulated time limit, Zhang Hao arrived at the airport to return to China and met with his previously separated companions.

Everyone carried their luggage, looking listless.

The online arrest warrant has been withdrawn, and the case is now closed.

This was probably one of the conditions reached in the negotiations between the two sides.

"Mr. Zhang, you don't look well. Are you alright?" Han San asked with concern.

"I'm fine. You guys don't look very energetic either. Let's go back to China first; there's no progress to be made staying here." Zhang Hao urged everyone to board the plane together.

Back in China, Lao Zhang hosted a welcome-back dinner for them. After a few busy days, they finally had some free time.

What's happening on the other side of the vast ocean?
Zhang Hao kept a close eye on the situation. Fuli occasionally sent in useful information, but for now, everything seemed normal.

That night, Freya was taking a leisurely stroll in her territory. As she looked up at the night sky, she suddenly noticed a tiny black dot on the moon.

The black dot gradually magnified in my field of vision, and in the blink of an eye it was right in front of me!
It was a face with three eyes, and its appearance was extremely terrifying.

This enlarged face only shows facial features, not a body.

Under the moonlight, the face looked even more eerie.

"Fri, I've long admired your name. You are a renowned leader in the Western supernatural world, and I'm quite interested in you. I'd like to collaborate with you on some matters; what do you say?"

The strange face emitted a harsh, mechanical sound, mixed with clicking noises, which sent chills down one's spine.

"Oh? I've never heard of you before. Who are you?"

"You may call me 'Faceless.' I am a soul that has transcended the six realms of reincarnation, free and unrestrained. If you cooperate with me, I can also help you transcend, allowing you to forever enjoy powers beyond the mundane world!"

Faceless's dark eyes stared at Freya, slowly tempting her.

Frizzle had always loathed ugliness, and although the face before her was repulsive, she forced herself to endure it.

Because this faceless person is very likely the mastermind behind the scenes that Zhang Hao has been investigating but has been unable to find any clues about.

She had agreed to help Zhang Hao investigate, but had come up empty-handed, which made her feel quite ashamed. Now that a lead had come to her, she naturally wanted to seize it.

"Really? You sound impressive. But you might not know this, I'm quite free now. The underworld can't control me, this entire state is under my control, and I wield considerable power."

Frizzle made a feigned refusal.

If you agree immediately, it might arouse suspicion. It's better to negotiate first and dispel the other party's wariness.

Faceless, bathed in moonlight, its split lips revealed a sinister smile, exposing its stark white teeth.

If this scene were in a horror movie, it would definitely be the most terrifying shot.

"Is this little bit of power enough to satisfy you? It seems your ambitions are rather modest. As for freedom? Don't be naive! It's just that the underworld is temporarily too busy to deal with you. Do you really think they'll let you off the hook?"

The little girl in her form, Freya, slightly curled the corners of her lips: "Why don't you believe me?"

"Then you're sorely mistaken. The underworld is currently researching methods to accelerate the purification of sins, and the eighteen levels of hell are undergoing renovations. Given the crimes you've committed, you'll likely be thrown into hell to suffer torture—ostensibly for purifying your sins. You don't want to end up in such a miserable state, do you?"

Frizz didn't believe the nonsense about that grotesque face at all.

"You make it sound so scary, but why should I believe you?"

Faceless coaxed, "Because I can give you complete revenge! I can let you retaliate in a way that is a hundred times more direct and intense! Don't tell me you don't want to; you've always craved revenge, haven't you? Not the kind of revenge that slowly dissipates hatred, but a revenge of teeth for teeth, blood for blood!"

Upon hearing this, Freya fell silent.

Sensing the other party's interest, Faceless grew even more smug, a knowing look spreading across his face: "Cooperating with me allows you to exact your revenge more freely, instead of being limited to petty, insignificant actions like you are now." (End of Chapter)