Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

The Exorcist Guild.

The Ghost-faced Fox, who had just dealt with a group of elders and leaders, returned to Xin Yuanxing's office exhausted.

As soon as he entered the door, he took off his disguise and lay down on the sofa without any image.

"Grandpa, Uncle Qin said that he would prepare a dinner party in two days to celebrate my capture of the high-risk spiritual realm, and asked me to invite you to join us."

"What kind?"

"Private." Ghost Face Fox replied, "I don't really want to go. It is said that his daughter just came back from training at the branch in Nanshan City, and wanted to take this opportunity for our two families to get together again."

Xin Yuanxing smiled and said, "I see the potential in you and I'm starting to think about it."

Ghost-faced Fox said helplessly: "That is to say, this is more like a social event than a party. I don't want to go at all."

But Xin Yuanxing advised: "But you should still go. This is a rare help. It makes no sense to turn someone away if they come to you to win you over."

"But I haven't seen his daughter for many years, but she acts like she's a good friend of mine. How embarrassing will that be?" The Ghost-Faced Fox was still a little resistant.

Xin Yuanxing laughed out loud when he heard this: "You can handle those old idiots, but you can't handle a little girl?"

"How can this be the same?" The ghost-faced fox shook his head: "Let's not talk about this. I saw you were so happy when I just walked in. Did something good happen to you?"

"Whether it's a good thing or not is still uncertain, but he is indeed an interesting person."

Xin Yuanxing's mind flashed with Jiang Lu's face, which looked like he had been over-stamped.

"Your taste in making friends is indeed inherited from me, that's great."

"If this is true, isn't it dangerous?" The ghost-faced fox's expression gradually became serious: "You resigned as president so early because you were tricked by your good friend."

Xin Yuanxing's smile froze, and he shouted angrily: "Rebellious grandson! How dare you say anything?!"

Chishan City, Hongri Orphanage.

At the dinner table, the dean finally couldn't help but ask: "When did you start to get involved in this?"

"What did I meet?" Jiang Lu, who had just finished his meal, looked unhappy. "I told you it's not what you think. He's just an ordinary netizen!"

The staff in the orphanage usually eat at the same table, just like a family. When they heard the director say this, everyone else's ears pricked up.

They smell gossip.

Aunt Zhang, who had just finished cleaning up the dishes left by the children after dinner, opened the door and entered the restaurant. She took off her sleeves and asked, "I heard you guys talking excitedly when I got to the door. What's going on?"

"Nothing." Jiang Lu stood up and added more food for him. "Lao Deng came into my room without knocking. He saw me video chatting about work and thought I was doing something else. He just kept talking with his mouth open."

"If you really want to talk about work, then it doesn't matter whether I knock on the door or not, right? Why do you want to emphasize that it was my failure to knock on the door that caused the misunderstanding?" The dean put down his bowl and chopsticks, and said seriously, "I think it is very doubtful."

The cook uncle took off his hat and smoothed his fringe, which was only a few strands left, and smiled evilly at the dean: "Although I don't know what happened, I boldly guess that Jiang Lu is not watching online classes to study, right?"

"?" Jiang Lu tilted his head: "You are a little too bold, but thank you for thinking so highly of me."

The other caregivers naturally knew that the cook was joking.

So a nurse immediately took over the conversation: "Then I timidly guess that you are just in an online relationship, right?"

"Online romance is bullshit!" Jiang Lu grabbed the dean's shoulder and said, "Tell them, can I have an online romance like that?"

The dean calmly picked up the soup in front of him and took a sip: "I used to think it wasn't the case, but since you told me that you were the author of those videos on the forum, I'm not so sure anymore."

Aunt Zhang asked in confusion: "What video?"

Jiang Lu anxiously stopped him: "Don't worry about it."

It seemed that he didn't want Aunt Zhang, who raised him, to know what an outstanding person he had become.

At this time, everyone burst into laughter, and the dinner table was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Except for the dean and Aunt Zhang, everyone started teasing Jiang Lu.

"Come on, we are all family, we know you, why are you on a video conference?"

"If you encounter any difficulties, why not tell us directly and we will help you find a solution."

"Also, look at the other exorcists, they are all energetic, but you seem to be half asleep all day. Apart from us, who knows that you are an exorcist?"

Most of the teasing revealed the people's concern for Jiang Lu, but it also contained their long-standing prejudice against Jiang Lu.

In their opinion, even though Jiang Lu is now an exorcist, he is still in a daze recently and his life has not changed much. Therefore, they think that he is at most a marginal figure in the Exorcist Guild, doing odd jobs.

Why does this kind of work require video chat?
Seeing that everyone started to criticize him, Jiang Lu also felt a little embarrassed.

"So I have to report to you what I did, right? If you didn't see it, it means I didn't do anything?"

"Don't think like that. We don't mean that." Only Aunt Zhang was really worried about him: "And actually I wanted to ask you just now, have you been under a lot of pressure recently and have trouble sleeping? You have such heavy dark circles under your eyes, are you sick?"

"Oh, that's really not the case." Jiang Lu didn't know how to explain it.

This is the aftereffect of excessive mental energy consumption after using the Eye of Precognition, but how can he tell Aunt Zhang about these things?
At this time, the director sighed and said, "If I hadn't watched you grow up, I wouldn't have kept you working in the orphanage as a bad caregiver like you."

Jiang Lu scratched his face: "It's not that you have never paid me a salary."

"So how many days do you work seriously?"

Jiang Lu's eyes wandered, and he said stubbornly, "I often take the children to play together, Xiao Fang can prove it."

"Xiao Fang was adopted last year." The dean said disdainfully, "Don't talk about these nonsense. Anyway, you should quit what you need to quit."

Hearing the dean's ambiguous words, everyone became even more curious and speculated about what bad thing Jiang Lu had been infected with.

But at this moment, Jiang Lu suddenly thought of something.

Isn’t the dean also an exorcist?
So he looked at the dean in confusion: "No, shouldn't you know him?"

"Ah?" The dean was stunned, and then immediately denied it three times: "I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

He believed that the old man in the video was some bad friend of Jiang Lu, so when Jiang Lu said that, he instinctively felt goose bumps all over his body.

Who are you insulting, kid?
But Jiang Lu continued to ask: "Isn't he your colleague?"

"You're getting more and more ridiculous! Asshole!" The dean slammed the table and said, "Do I have that kind of hobby?!"

"He's also an exorcist."

Jiang Lu openly took a screenshot of the video he secretly recorded at the time as evidence to prevent Xin Yuanxing from denying his guilt:
"Are you sure you don't know him?"

Several people immediately leaned forward and looked over.

But except for the dean who felt that he looked familiar, everyone else said they had never seen him before.

"He seems a little familiar, but who is he?" The dean frowned, feeling that he had seen him somewhere.

"It's like this when you get older. Do you want me to remind you?"

"Don't worry, I'll remember it right away."

The dean waved his hand and continued to think, where had he seen him before?

"Eh?" He remembered something: "This person"

He suddenly stood up and walked upstairs. After a while, he brought back a booklet from the office under everyone's curious gaze.

"what is this?"

The cook asked. "The Exorcist Guild Operator Manual." The dean explained as he flipped to the first page for comparison, then screamed, "Huh?!"

Jiang Lu's expression gradually became abnormal.

"What's wrong?" others asked.

"You...he is..." The dean stammered, speaking without thinking.

When everyone came closer, they saw that the portrait of the founder on the cover of the Exorcist Manual was 90% similar to the old man in Jiang Lu’s video.

As for why they are not exactly the same, it is because the person in the manual looks much younger.

"He said his name was Xin Yuanxing." Jiang Lu said, pointing to the name on the title page.

"Fuck!" The uncle cook grabbed his bangs and said, "Jiang Lu has made it big?"

"I guess so." Jiang Lu shrugged nonchalantly, "I told you it's work, but you still don't believe me."

"Being able to video chat with the founder, this shouldn't be an opportunity that all exorcists have, right?" someone asked in surprise.

"Definitely not." Before Jiang Lu could answer, someone in the corner whispered, "Didn't the dean also work as an exorcist? You even forgot what the person looked like. You must have never seen the real person."

"Yes, yes. It seems that Jiang Lu is better than his teacher and has great potential for improvement."

The dean's expression suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"I've seen it!" he said stubbornly.

But the same hesitant smiles that everyone had just given to Jiang Lu were now all directed to the dean, showing that they just didn't believe it.

Although the dean had really met Xin Yuanxing, otherwise the other party would not have had any impression of him, but it was obvious that he did not have the video as evidence like Jiang Lu, so any explanation would be pale and powerless.

But he soon sensed something was wrong.

No matter how outstanding Jiang Lu is, gold will shine wherever it is, but Chishan City is so far away from Jinghu City. Even if he shines, how can Xin Yuanxing see him?

If there is no opportunity, it doesn't make sense to contact each other directly across so many levels.

The dean immediately thought of the incident in which Jiang Lu had dug up the national defense optical cable.

"I say, you haven't done anything wrong, have you?"

Jiang Lu's smile gradually faded.

I didn't expect that the dean's guess was surprisingly accurate this time, and I really did commit a crime.

As the smile disappeared from his face, the cheerful atmosphere at the dinner table also faded.

Several people looked at each other.

Even the founder of the Exorcist Guild was alarmed. How serious a crime must this be?

"Uh," the cook uncle said, who had a high EQ, "It doesn't matter. It's a skill to commit a big crime. Then why can't other exorcists see the founder when they commit a crime? Don't you think so?"

"Oh, yes, yes."

"That's right. If we can't be remembered in history, it's the same as if we'll be infamous forever."

"That's right. It's up to future generations to judge. By the way, how long will it take for you to be shot?"

"What are you talking about?" Aunt Zhang glared at them, then asked anxiously, "Jiang Lu, what's going on? Have you really committed a crime?"

"Don't worry." Jiang Lu comforted him, "To be precise, it should be considered a mixed blessing."

"What do you mean?" asked the dean.

"I just managed to deal with a spiritual realm that many exorcists couldn't. The president was quite optimistic about me and wanted to invite me to meet him at the headquarters."

"This is a good thing, but what about You?" Aunt Zhang asked.

"I'm not done yet."

Jiang Lu pondered over the wording:

“Originally I didn’t want to go, but I have a friend who works at the headquarters. He recently encountered some problems that involved a lot of things and might involve me. Then the president promised that if I went to meet with him and performed well, it would be written off.

I guess they found out about me, and the president is more appreciative of my talent and wants to give me a break. Otherwise, I can’t think of any other reason why he would suddenly pay attention to me.”

"But he can still let you off in this situation. It's hard to imagine how good you are in his eyes." The uncle cook commented while rubbing his chin.

But Aunt Zhang doesn’t care how good Jiang Lu is, she only cares whether he can be safe.

She held Jiang Lu's hand and asked nervously, "Is it serious? Will it happen if you go?"

"It shouldn't happen. Since the president has promised, it is guaranteed." The dean murmured.

But Aunt Zhang questioned, "You've never seen anyone talk like they know him very well."

“I really have.”

"Who cares if he promises or not." Jiang Lu said to the dean casually, "Anyway, I have recorded all the conversations with him. If anything happens, you can expose it."

"You're making such a big deal?" The dean bared his teeth, obviously a little scared: "What about your safety?"

"Don't worry about that. If it doesn't work, just hide in the spirit realm and spend some time on vacation."

Having left seeds in so many spiritual realms, Jiang Lu believed that no matter which spiritual realm he hid in, he would be able to live a prosperous life and have fun every night, and he would not have to worry about having nowhere to go.

Hearing his words, everyone quietly shifted their gaze to the dean.

I vaguely remember that this old exorcist who looked so glamorous outside seemed to have retired after he stabilized because he couldn't stand the various terrible things in the spirit realm.

But why, according to Jiang Lu, entering the spirit realm was like going home? Not only was he not afraid at all, but he actually enjoyed it?
All I can say is that the difference is obvious.

No wonder some people are appreciated by the founder, while others can’t even meet him.

"I really saw it!" The dean's face turned red.

"Ah, can you hear our voices?"

"You shouldn't write your feelings on paper!"

The cook sighed and put away the paper that read "No wonder some people are appreciated by the founder, while others can't even see him."

Aunt Zhang looked at the people who didn't know the seriousness of the situation and shook her head. She looked at Jiang Lu and said, "When are you leaving?"

"The appointment is tomorrow, and he will send a special plane to pick me up." Jiang Lu replied, "But I will pack my things and leave immediately, because I have to report to the branch to prevent them from thinking that I have suddenly disappeared."

"Is that so?" Aunt Zhang nodded: "Then I'll help you pack. You've never been far away before, and I'm worried that you don't know what to bring."

"Row."

For a moment, the atmosphere at the table suddenly became a little depressing.

They feel a little uncomfortable because their children are in trouble but they can't help.

It makes them feel old and useless.

"You take it too!" the cook shouted angrily at the dean.

Then, the dean, who had experienced this feeling before, took the note with regret, which said, "This makes them feel old and useless." (End of this chapter)