A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Ji Zuodao uses a specially approved account from Bureau 749, which has frighteningly high privileges. His reports are always accurate, and he can ban accounts without hesitation.

Sure enough, less than two minutes later, the live stream of "Ali is not a fox" suddenly went black.

"Oh."

Ji Zuodao's lips had just curled into a cold smile, before it could fully open—

"Buzz!"

The live stream room is lit up again!

"Um?"

Ji Zuodao raised an eyebrow and leaned closer to the screen.

What the hell is going on?

The live stream reappeared, and it was still Ahri's face, but this time it was filled with grievance and strength. Her voice, directed at the camera, was incredibly sincere:

"Oh dear, everyone, there was a little mishap just now, but it's nothing serious!"

"It's just that some... well, some powerful big shots can't stand to see us little anchors doing well, so they want to play some tricks and trip us up."

She sniffed, her eyes welling up with tears, but her tone grew even more resolute:

"But Ah Li isn't afraid! Ah Li isn't someone to be trifled with! We're upright and have nothing to fear! We'll fight this unfair and unjust situation to the very end!"

"Support Ahri's family! Type 'protect' in the chat!"

Good guy!

This vivid and moving performance instantly caused an uproar in the live stream!

"Protect Ahri!"

"Don't cry, Ahri! We'll always support you!"

"Down with privilege! Support righteous anchors!"

"Let's get the gifts ready! To calm Ahri's nerves!"

The barrage of comments was flying everywhere, and all sorts of small gifts and big rockets were "whooshing" upwards. Instead of decreasing, the popularity increased, and the heat of the barrage immediately rose to the top of the platform.

Ji Zuodao was both amused and annoyed as he watched the vixen on the screen portraying herself as a "tragic female fighter who is not afraid of power and pursues her dreams".

He leaned back, tapping the screen with his finger, and slapped his thigh with delight.

"Wow! That's really something! The thief cries 'stop thief!' and turns the tables, even gaining some sympathy and traffic!"

"Okay, okay, is this how you play?"

"Trying to manipulate public opinion and play the victim with me, Master Dao?"

Just as he was pondering whether to report her again or simply have those nerdy guys in the tech department shut down her livestream's backend, his office landline suddenly rang.

Ji Zuodao picked up the receiver, annoyed, "Hey? Who is this? I'm busy!"

On the other end of the phone came a middle-aged man's affected, bureaucratic voice:

"Feed? Is that Ji Zuodao, the section chief of the Demon Management Section of the 749th Bureau of Jinghai?"

"I am the deputy secretary-general of the Jinghai Monster Rights Protection and Promotion Association. My surname is Hou."

Before Ji Zuodao could reply, the other party immediately slapped a heavy accusation on him, their tone righteous and indignant:

"Section Chief Ji, your Demon Management Section is also an important department responsible for coordinating relations between humans and demons! When doing things, you need to be mindful of your methods, consider the big picture, and take into account the impact!"

"Ali the streamer is a formally registered member of our association. He has always been law-abiding, diligent, and earns his living through his own hard work!"

"She was simply using her talent to perform normally in the arts; she wasn't stealing or robbing, and it perfectly aligns with the spirit of the 'Basic Law for Monsters'!"

"How can you suppress our outstanding demon race practitioners by believing some unfounded accusations?"

"Do you realize that your brutal behavior can easily hurt the feelings of your fellow demons, escalate conflicts, and even cause unnecessary misunderstandings and clashes!"

"You are destroying the hard-won harmony between humans and demons! You are turning back the clock of history! You will bear historical responsibility!"

This series of punches, with the label placed so high and large, almost stunned Ji Zuodao.

Deputy Secretary-General Hou paused, his tone softening, and his voice carrying a hint of heartfelt advice:

"Section Chief Ji, you're still young, and you might not have thought things through completely. Take my advice and stop your irrational behavior immediately! Apologize to streamer Ah Li!"

"Otherwise, if something really gets out of control and affects the stability and unity of Jinghai, not only will your job be in jeopardy, but even your superior, Director Zhang, might not be able to bear the consequences!"

That's all I have to say. Take care of yourself!

"Clatter!"

After saying that, he didn't give Ji Zuodao a chance to refute and hung up the phone directly.

The receiver went dead again.

Ji Zuodao held the phone, still in the position of answering, and stood there stunned for a full five seconds.

Damn it, he's always the one putting labels on others, when did it become his turn to be the one putting labels on him?

Moreover, he dared to hang up on me, he actually dared to hang up on me!

Ji Zuodao slowly put the receiver back on.

The slight smile that had appeared on his face from being annoyed by Ahri was long gone.

Instead, a sense of calm prevailed.

It was eerily calm.

Those who know him well know that Ji Zuodao is not usually truly angry. If he starts to laugh, it usually means someone is about to suffer. If he suddenly stops laughing and becomes unusually calm...

That means someone is about to have a really bad time.

"Oh……"

Ji Zuodao squeezed out a short, cold laugh from deep in his throat.

"The Monster Protection Association...Deputy Secretary-General Hou..."

"You've got the hat on pretty well."

"And you dare to claim historical responsibility?"

He licked his slightly dry lips, and a familiar, wicked, and smoky glint began to appear in his eyes.

Originally, he just wanted to shut down the live stream, teach this unruly vixen a lesson, and then the matter would be over.

Now?

I've changed my mind.

"You can't be banned online, can you?"

"So the association is backing you up, huh?"

"You want to talk to me about the big picture, about the impact, about your damn historical responsibility, huh?"

Ji Zuodao nodded, his tone light and casual, yet it carried a hint of ruthlessness:

"OK."

"Banning accounts won't solve the problem..."

"Then I'll try a different approach."

"I'll fucking be real with you offline."

But before that...

Ji Zuodao's gaze returned to the screen where Ahri was still "fighting bravely" and reaping the sympathy and gifts from fans.

"You're super popular, huh? You have a lot of loyal fans, huh? You think you're some kind of champion of justice, don't you?"

He grinned, revealing his white teeth, and smiled like a weasel eyeing a fat chicken.

"hey-hey……"

"They're all mine."

He turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the fifty vixens in the office before finally settling on Su Xiaoxiao, who was caught red-handed secretly drinking water from his cup and looked a little guilty.

"Little one."

"Ah? I'm here, Little Daodao!" Su Xiaoxiao quickly put down her cup and wagged her tail ingratiatingly.

"You're a Firefox too, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Su Xiaoxiao nodded, a little confused.

Will you be live-streaming it?

"live streaming?"

Su Xiaoxiao was taken aback, then shook her head vigorously, looking completely innocent. "No way! I'm very simple-minded, I never play those fancy games!"

Several suppressed sneers came from the side, which earned Su Xiaoxiao a fierce glare.

"It's okay if you don't know how, I'll teach you."

Ji Zuodao beckoned to her with his finger, smiling in a very kind and amiable manner.

"See that vixen on the screen? Go up there, start a live stream, and challenge her to a PK battle."

"You don't need to have any special talents. Just sit there, yes, sit in my chair. You don't need to say anything, just face the camera and smile, smile however you like, be as natural as you can."

"Tone down your allure a bit, just show a third of it. The rest... well, imagine the Empress's languid yet irresistibly seductive manner when she's ignoring people, and learn about 10% of it."

"Attract all of this vixen's fans here."

Su Xiaoxiao blinked, a little bewildered yet excited, "I...can I do this? I've never done this before..."

"Sure! Why not!"

Ji Zuodao slammed his hand on the table, his tone resolute, his eyes so sincere they could practically drip water:

"You're so beautiful and have such a great presence; you're miles better than that wild fox who probably jumped out of some mountain ravine!"

"You just sit there, and you're a beauty that could topple kingdoms! You don't need any of those low-class seductive tricks!"

"Trust me, you can definitely succeed! When that happens, you'll be the face of our Demon Management Section, the pride of our bureau!"

After being given this dose of sweet talk, Su Xiaoxiao's pretty face turned bright red in an instant, her eyes shone like stars, and her tail wagged so fast it left afterimages, as if she was about to take off.

"Really? Little Daodao, you think I'm that pretty?"

"Absolutely!" Ji Zuodao nodded emphatically, his expression as sacred as if he were making a vow.

"Hehe... Little Daodao complimented my looks, said I'm the face of the store..."

Su Xiaoxiao cupped her burning cheeks, smiling so wide her eyes disappeared, and she felt like she was floating on air.

Feeling dizzy, she sat down in Ji Zuodao's section chief's seat and began to try to adjust the angle of "pure yet alluring" in front of the phone camera.

Beside them, the other forty-nine fox spirits gritted their teeth, their eyes filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred that were almost tangible.

"Tch...show-off..."

"What's there to be so smug about? It's just a couple of compliments..."

"I could do it too..."

"Section Chief~~ Look at me, my fur is softer than hers, my eyes are bigger than hers, I can do it too..."

Ji Zuodao pretended not to hear and focused on adjusting the live stream settings for Su Xiaoxiao.

On the other side of the office, Ao Yan, Yuan Xiaotong, and the other princes of the Ailao Mountain demons all watched this scene with blank expressions, even somewhat numb.

Oh.

It's started again.

That bastard Ji Zuodao hasn't changed his tricks for deceiving the little fox for over a decade.

But these foolish foxes fall for it.

A simple phrase like "You're so beautiful," "You're so amazing," or "You're the most special one in my heart" can easily make them dizzy and disoriented, doing whatever they're asked to do.

Low-level.

That's fucking low-class.

But it always works.

The demons exchanged knowing glances and silently looked away.

It's unbearable to look at.