The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

Think he's too weak? That doesn't make sense either. How old is that kid? Even Santai, the little girl he sees as, could be that kid's aunt.

"Old Bai."

A small black figure suddenly appeared from the armrest of his chair; without a doubt, it was once again the elusive Beidou.

"What are you doing?" White Tiger waved his hand impatiently, sweeping the little black figure aside.

Beidou didn't argue with him: "This is official business. The boss wants you to go to Jiangcheng. Check your email for details."

Having said that, Beidou didn't linger. The little black figure merged into the ground; he had his own matters to attend to.

The Three Platforms are reliable subordinates in times of crisis. As for why they are in times of crisis, don't ask. They are much more difficult to lead than the Southern Dipper and the Empty Chen.

"Ugh, I'm so busy, I could die."

Baihu was utterly despondent. He couldn't refuse his boss's orders, and since he had no subordinates and couldn't outsource, he had to do everything himself.

Although as a noble summoner, he could easily have his sweethearts run the errand for him, he couldn't bear to trouble them; he was just too kind.

Baihu rubbed his temples and complained in a low voice, "Boss is treating me like a beast of burden... Jiangcheng is a powder keg right now, a mess of flesh and blood, the Great Wall is a mess, and now this girl Santai has caused trouble... tsk."

Despite saying that, he still obediently opened the internal encrypted email account of the Guiyuan Group, where an email lay quietly.

"I see... This is a troublesome matter."

After browsing through the information, he closed his phone and stood up.

"Hmm, what identity should I use this time?" Baihu stood in front of the full-length mirror, took off his mask, and kept adjusting his face.

He stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "I heard there's an antique expo in Jiangcheng recently? Perfect, I need a discerning independent appraiser."

When you're out in the world, you give yourself your own identity.

His aura began to change; his simple white clothes transformed into a meticulously crafted retro black suit, and the smiling mask in his hand became a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which he hung directly on the bridge of his nose. His entire demeanor changed from cynical to refined and composed, like a learned gentleman.

"Perfect." He looked in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately, the space in front of him distorted slightly, and he took a step and disappeared into the cave.

……

the other side.

At the Great Wall Office, Hong Xing sat in the main seat with a troubled expression.

"Chen Guan, according to information we obtained from our sources, the Embrace of Flesh and Blood seems to regard you as a major enemy, and your face is now on the wanted list."

Hong Xing's words made Chen Guan's heart sink, but he was not surprised.

Chen Guan was silent for a moment, then asked, "What does Captain Hong mean?"

"We, the Great Wall, are prepared to launch a thorough attack on the Flesh and Blood Embrace's forces in Jiangcheng."

Hong Xing leaned forward and lowered his voice: "But they have been operating in Jiangcheng for many years and are deeply rooted. They are very wary of official forces. Besides, cults don't write the word 'cult' on their faces."

"We need a lure, a breakthrough that can attract their attention and perhaps even be invited in by them."

He looked at Chen Guan with a pleading expression: "Chen Guan, we know this request is excessive and puts you in danger, but you are the most suitable candidate at the moment. You have already been targeted by them, and as a student, you are less likely to arouse the suspicion of those behind them."

This world has always been dangerous, filled with demons, cults, and all sorts of powerful figures...

Otherwise, he would not have accepted the system's arrangement, entered the protagonist's academy, and taken the initiative to stand on the stage at the center of the world.

He had long been prepared to deal with all sorts of dangers. Although this malice came out of nowhere, Chen Guan had no choice; comfort was never the best policy.

Hit a punch to avoid a hundred punches.

Although he had already made up his mind, Chen Guan still pretended to be hesitant: "Captain Hong, what about the school..."

"I can communicate."

"This is quite dangerous; my personal safety is at risk..."

"We will send professionals to ensure your safety. In return, you can pick whatever you like from the warehouse."

Hong Xing spoke very quickly, directly asking Chen Guan to name a price. He had already realized that this student clearly wanted to raise the price on the spot.

"This...isn't that a bad idea?"

Chen Guan pretended to hesitate.

"It's okay, don't be embarrassed."

Hong Xing pretended to be generous.

Chen Guan smiled, unaware that this was the smile of a demon.

Half an hour later, Hong Xing looked miserable, regretting his youthful arrogance.

In contrast, Chen Guan was beaming with pride: "See you next time, Captain Hong."

Hong Xing forced a smile: "...I hope we can meet somewhere else next time, Chen."

After Chen Guan left, Hong Xing was troubled as he tallied up the losses. These all needed to be reported. If it weren't for the big shot's order to send Chen Guan to Jiangcheng, he wouldn't have been so willing to part with it.

……

The following morning, Chen Guan embarked on his journey.

He draped a black cloak over himself, one of the items he had taken from the Great Wall warehouse, mainly to conceal the coffin he was carrying on his back. To others, he was now only wearing a black shirt.

Upon reaching the entrance of the teleportation array, Chen Guan stopped in his tracks.

"You got up really late."

Long Ao straightened up, put his hands in his pockets, and said, "Let's go to Jiangcheng."

Chen Guan followed with slight surprise. It wasn't hard to tell that Long Ao was waiting for him.

"What are you doing...?"

"Go back to see the old man." Long Ao entered the destination and activated the teleportation array, his words becoming muffled by the sound of the teleportation array.

Long Ao's ancestral home was in Jiangcheng. It was only because his grandfather made outstanding contributions that the family moved to Taipei.

After the white light, Long Ao looked at the familiar city before him, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

He hasn't been home for a long time, not because of a bad relationship with his family, but for other reasons.

If his home in Taipei is like this, then what about Jiangcheng? He has been studying in Taipei since he was a child, and his memories of this place have long faded, leaving only some vague fragments.

Standing on the street, Long Ao felt a rare sense of melancholy.

The air of Jiangcheng rushed into my nostrils, damp and carrying the unique fishy smell of the river, along with a hint of stale, musty odor.

Unlike the modern orderliness of Taipei, Jiangcheng is more like an old man in his twilight years, with narrow, winding streets lined with rows of old-style buildings, their walls mottled and covered with dark green vines.

In the distance, beneath the hazy horizon, the winding Yangtze River resembles a faded yellow ribbon. This is a city forgotten by time, appearing old and dilapidated.

"Would you like to come to my house?"

Chen Guan naturally wouldn't refuse, and suddenly, the comments section erupted.

[Front row seats! The spin-off of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has finally aired!]