Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

Wang Ye is currently unable to handle the situation and doesn't know who will deal with him. Feeling that it's too difficult, he entrusted the task to Na Du Tong.

"Is it still just tracking?" Zhang Chulan asked.

"Um..."

"That's good, it means the other side is still looking for an opportunity. Brother Liu was already attacked once last night," Zhang Chulan said slowly.

Upon hearing Zhang Chulan's words, both Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye turned their gazes toward Zhou Fengliu.

"Why are you looking at me?" Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow. "I don't know who attacked me either."

"Is it because of the Eight Extraordinary Skills?" Wang Ye asked.

"more or less."

"Hmm..." Wang Ye fell silent upon hearing this.

"No...is it really that difficult?" At this moment, Feng Baobao, who was drinking juice, stepped forward and looked at everyone, speaking in a Sichuan accent:

"Why go through all this trouble? Just give them what they want..."

"Huh?" Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, who were sitting opposite Feng Baobao, were a little confused when they heard Feng Baobao's solution.

“That is indeed a solution.” Zhang Chulan thought it made a lot of sense, then looked at Wang Ye and said:

"Master Wang Ye, what they want is probably your method to defeat Zhuge Qing, right? If not, just give it to them."

Wang Ye didn't say much upon hearing this. He glanced at Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan and asked in return, "You two... why don't you give the Qi Body Source Flow and the Tongtian Talisman to whoever wants them?"

"Um... I'd like to, but unfortunately I don't know how." Zhang Chulan sighed. "The more people who know how, the safer I am, but I really don't know anything."

"And you, Brother Zhou?" Wang Ye looked at Zhou Fengliu.

“Me?” Zhou Fengliu stroked his chin and then said very seriously, “I can, but I’ll have to pay more… highest bidder wins.”

"Huh?" Upon hearing Zhou Fengliu's answer, everyone present except Feng Baobao fell silent.

"No... that was passed down to you by Old Master Lu. If you sell it so easily, Old Master Lu will go crazy!" Zhuge Qing interjected.

"Yes, that's why I said...it costs extra."

Zhou Fengliu shrugged, explaining that it was precisely because of the legacy of Senior Lu Jin that this Tongtian Talisman had to be so expensive.

Chapter 115: Isn't infiltration all about wiping out the enemies with sheer power? (Second Update)

"..."

This answer.

That's really unexpected.

"Brother Zhou is quite magnanimous... However, due to various reasons, I cannot hand over this method."

Wang Ye broke the silence first, speaking with a serious expression.

Old Wang was a kind-hearted man. He knew that if an ordinary person practiced the "Crazy Qimen" technique, they would go mad. Wang also remembered the appearance of his advisors in a cave in Wudang.

If this "Mad Queen's Strange Tales" were to spread, within a month, there would be madmen everywhere shouting things like "I've mastered Taoism!"

"In that case... then just keep at it. Anyway, you can protect yourself. You can hire some people in the industry to protect your family."

When Zhang Chulan heard that Wang Ye was unwilling to hand over his methods, he offered another option.

"With such discerning eyes, able to recognize your methods, the mastermind behind this is most likely one of those old fogies from the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony... They wouldn't act themselves, nor would they send someone who might be associated with them to do such a thing..."

"Your situation is similar to Brother Liu's... The people harassing you are all hired. It's a serious crime for an alien to harass an ordinary person. These people can only harass you for money. It's unlikely that they will threaten your family."

“No, that won’t do.” Wang Ye shook his head. “The feeling of having a knife to my throat… is awful.”

Seeing that Wang Ye was hesitant, Zhou Fengliu slowly spoke:

"If this won't work and that won't work either, then the direction of choice is very clear now. Daoist Wang Ye, just find out and kill those people hiding behind the scenes."

"..."

As soon as Zhou Fengliu made his suggestion, everyone present fell silent for the umpteenth time.

“That works.” Wang Ye nodded. “I’ll go ask my dad for the money. See you later.”

"it is good."

"By the way, since we're going to be working together, why don't we create a group chat so we can stay in touch?" Zhang Chulan said slowly.

"Brother Liu, could you please create a group chat and add us in?"

"Oh."

The group created a chat group face-to-face, and soon everyone was added to the group.

"Youth Sneaky Group?"

Upon seeing the group name, Wang Ye raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at the group leader, Zhou Fengliu.

"Brother Zhou, your group has quite the wild reputation. Does that mean you guys know everything?"

Wang also said that he recalled being chased by Feng Baobao all night during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

"No... I just think it suits us well."

Zhou Fengliu looked at the "Old People's Passionate Group" and the "Young People's Sly Group" on his phone and smiled with satisfaction.

...

Several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

After receiving Wang Ye's advance payment in the company account, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao secretly began investigating and tracking several groups of people associated with Wang Ye.

Meanwhile, Zhou Fengliu, Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing were strolling around Beijing.

Eating, drinking, and having fun, Ye Ran seemed to be on a publicly funded vacation.

After several days of interaction, Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye gained a new understanding of this "Fighting God of War." Despite having one child in each hand at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, he was actually quite down-to-earth in real life.

I just soak my feet and get massages whenever I have free time. I always praise the masseuses in Beijing for being so moisturized and their black stockings are so sheer.

Although Zhou Fengliu seemed unconcerned, Wang Ye was getting impatient, after all, his family was being threatened.

"Old Zhou...it's been several days, and there's still no news?"

Wang Ye looked at Zhou Fengliu and asked. A few days later, he changed his address for Zhou Fengliu from "Brother Zhou" to "Old Zhou".

"Don't rush, there will definitely be some noise." Zhou Fengliu, hearing this, indicated that things would be quick. He sat up from the bed and looked at Wang Ye.

"The problem now is... Master Wang, now that you know who's behind this, what are you going to do?"

"Um..."

After listening to Zhou Fengliu's words, Wang Ye paused for a second: "I don't know..."

He had just finished speaking when he saw Zhuge Qing squinting and saying, "Look in the group chat... Zhang Chulan has a message."

Upon hearing the sound, Wang Ye went to investigate and saw that the young man's shady group had revealed several residential locations and Zhang Chulan's information.

"Tonight's operation...to sound them out."

...

As night fell, Feng Baobao drove her large Jinbei van, carrying Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, and others, to the foot of a residential building.

Inside the car, Zhang Chulan briefly recounted his observations over the past few days to the others.

“Besides this group… there are several other groups of people. Some of them are looking at Master Wang, and others seem to be after Brother Liu,” Zhang Chulan said slowly.

“Okay, they’ve chased us all the way from Tianjin to Beijing. They’re really persistent.” Zhou Fengliu also admired the group’s tenacity.

For a little money, some people are even more dedicated than this "money-grubbing lay Buddhist"—where can you find justice in that?

"Anyway...they have more people and we have fewer, so we have to play dirty. One of their strongholds is upstairs. Let's sneak up and see if we can find any evidence or anything," Zhang Chulan said.

"Infiltrate? Are you sure?" Zhou Fengliu asked.

"Yeah, don't worry, we have professionals, Sister Bao'er." Zhang Chulan chuckled.

"Okay, I'm pretty sure of it." Feng Baobao patted her chest and gave herself a thumbs up, indicating that she wouldn't mess things up.

"Um..."

...

After a moment.

As planned, the group quietly fired their guns and sneaked upstairs.

As they approached the door, Feng Baobao was about to distribute white gloves to everyone from a professional perspective when Zhou Fengliu swaggered over to the target room and knocked on the door.

"Holy crap... Brother Liu?" Zhang Chulan was shocked when he saw Zhou Fengliu's behavior.

"What the hell..."

dong dong dong-

"Who?"

As Zhou Fengliu knocked on the door, a voice came from inside. Judging from the speed of the response, the person inside was probably still awake.

"Community, bringing warmth."