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

What a coincidence!

The person who led Wang Gang and his wife to the prison cell was none other than Li Shuwen.

This wasn't something Zhang Yucheng deliberately arranged.

Who is Director Zhang?

The head of the 749 Bureau of Jinghai is extremely busy, with a long list of matters, big and small, to deal with every day, stretching from his office to the front door.

Who has time to bother with such trivial matters?

He heard about Wang Bing's arrest for attacking investigators from Fang Qing.

In order to extort money from Wang Gang, Fang Qing had informed Zhang Yucheng in advance and explained the general situation.

After listening, Zhang Yucheng got the gist of it: someone had attacked an investigator in the bureau, the person had been detained, and the family had come to their door.

As for who attacked whom and how the attacked investigator was injured, he didn't ask any details.

Why? There's no need.

If an investigator from the bureau is injured, maimed, or killed, he will definitely have to get involved, take charge, and lead people to raid the suspect's home.

The problem is, this time it was our own investigators who pinned the attacker to the ground and gave him a good beating. Isn't that normal procedure?

Why would you need to report something so obvious to him?

So Zhang Yucheng didn't think much of it and casually arranged for Li Shuwen to lead the way.

It's just a matter of showing the way, so it doesn't matter who does it.

Li Shuwen is currently arguing with the accountant at the entrance of the finance department.

The notebooks that Wang Bing overturned and trampled on were all self-printed, and the cost was not low.

According to the bureau's regulations, personal belongings damaged during the performance of official duties can be reimbursed.

Although he's on vacation today, he was wearing a uniform when he was selling books at the Qi Practitioner Market!

Wearing the uniform represents the face of Bureau 749! Turning that upside down is an attack on Bureau 749 investigators!

The notebook was trampled on, which means it was a property loss suffered while performing official duties!

If they don't reimburse this, is there any justice in the world?

Li Shuwen felt that his logic was flawless and a perfect closed loop.

Unfortunately, the accountant in the finance department wasn't buying it, repeating the same question over and over: "What official business are you doing while on vacation?"

Just as Li Shuwen was pondering how to come up with an even more plausible reason, he received the task of leading the way.

He had no choice but to temporarily abandon his reimbursement plan and go back to work.

He walked at the front, his steps light and quick, still calculating the expense reimbursement in his mind. Wang Gang and Zhao Ya followed behind him.

The corridor was quiet, with only the echoing sound of footsteps. The fluorescent lights overhead hummed, their white light almost blinding.

As they walked, Zhao Ya suddenly spoke.

She was finally relieved when she heard that her son could be rescued.

Women, when they relax, want to chat.

She glanced at Li Shuwen, who was leading the way, and thought that the young man looked about the same age as her son, so she started to compare herself to him.

"Young man, how old are you?"

Zhao Ya spoke, her voice carrying the gentle warmth characteristic of an elder, yet within that warmth lay a subtle, almost imperceptible sense of superiority.

Li Shuwen turned around and grinned: "Nineteen, Auntie."

"Nineteen? What level of cultivation have you reached? My son is the same age as you, and he's already at the second level of the Dharma Aspect Realm."

"The Fivefold Dharma Appearance"

"Oh, the fifth level of the Dharma Aspect realm..." Zhao Ya nodded subconsciously, then suddenly froze. "Huh? The fifth level of the Dharma Aspect realm?"

Her voice rose an octave.

"You're nineteen years old, and at the fifth level of the Dharma Aspect realm?"

"Yeah, right." Li Shuwen scratched his head, looking embarrassed.

Recently, the Ji Zuodao series of doujinshi have been selling like hotcakes, and his cultivation level has also increased dramatically.

To be honest, Li Shuwen is quite a talented guy.

Logically speaking, the path of cultivation for literary cultivators is notoriously arduous and long.

You must refine your classic works, make them widely circulated, and allow more people to read your articles, recognize your ideas, and spread your name.

This road is rugged and full of thorns; those who make it to the end are all people with great perseverance, wisdom, and good fortune.

Throughout history, which great literary figure did not spend decades studying diligently, pouring his heart and soul into writing a timeless classic, and then travel around lecturing, taking on disciples and spreading his teachings, accumulating reputation step by step before achieving anything?

But then Li Shuwen appeared.

Instead of writing classics, they draw illustrations.

Instead of preaching, he drives.

No instruction, just racing.

Without seeking answers, they sped off at high speed.

They actually managed to figure out a way to do it for him.

That guy, he's a hot-tempered burly man!

Other scholars and practitioners are still diligently writing articles, lecturing, and taking on disciples. They've worked hard for decades, but their income doesn't even match the income of Li Shuwen from just one book he's drawn.

Where can I go to reason with this?

Zhao Ya opened her mouth, but all the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

How to describe the feeling? It's like you excitedly brag to someone that your child scored over 600 on the college entrance exam, and they casually say:

"Wow, that's impressive. My child only scored a little over 700."

Your score of over 600 points suddenly doesn't seem so appealing anymore.

Damn it, I showed off to the wrong person.

Zhao Ya took a deep breath and comforted herself:

It's a coincidence, it must be a coincidence. After all, Bureau 749 is a national institution, it's normal for it to have a few geniuses.

Her son, Wang Bing, was a nineteen-year-old at the second level of the Dharma Aspect realm. He was a true prodigy, one of a kind.

The one in front of us is at most an exception.

As she was thinking, Li Shuwen spoke again.

He was just chatting casually, since the road he was leading was quite long, and it would be awkward not to talk.

"Auntie, to be honest, cultivation alone is not enough; you also need to hone your practical combat experience."

"You don't know, just today, when I was setting up a stall in the Qi Refining Market, I ran into a Qi Refining cultivator at the Dharma Aspect Realm. Damn it, he had nothing better to do than overturn my stall and even tried to attack me, the investigator."

"I thought he was some tough guy, but he was as weak as a chick. I pinned him to the ground and beat him senseless. Because he only had two hands, I interrupted the fight right from the start, hahaha!"

Li Shuwen chuckled a few times at the end, as if he were telling a funny lame joke.

Wang Gang and Zhao Ya stopped in their tracks at the same time.

The market for Qi practitioners?

Attacked investigators?

Why does this sound so familiar?

Wang Gang and Zhao Ya exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of unease in each other's eyes.

No, no, the information they received said that their son had beaten an investigator so badly he had to be rushed to the emergency room.

But the one in front of me is lively and energetic, showing no signs of injury whatsoever.

Zhao Ya comforted herself: It shouldn't be the same thing. Jinghai is so big, and there's more than one market for Qi cultivators. It must be a coincidence.

Li Shuwen, oblivious to their odd behavior, continued talking enthusiastically:

"That guy was incredibly audacious, impersonating my boss and swindling people with his face. Now that my boss is gone, he's probably being skinned alive right now, hehe."

Wang Gang and Zhao Ya exchanged another glance, and this time, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Impersonation?

Wearing someone else's face?

That's definitely not their son.

Their son, Wang Bing, was such an arrogant man.

He was a prodigy from a young age, arrogant and haughty, and even when talking to his father, he would often look down on him.

How could someone like that possibly use another person's face to swindle and deceive?

Absolutely not.

Zhao Ya patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief. Wang Gang also relaxed his furrowed brows, a look of relief appearing on his face.

Then, they heard Li Shuwen shout forward:

"Boss! How did you get out of the cell? Is everything over there?"

Wang Gang and Zhao Ya looked in the direction Li Shuwen was greeting.

At the end of the corridor, a person was walking towards this side.

The man was wearing a black trench coat, had a slender build, walked casually, and had a lazy, cynical expression on his face.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked with a roguish air about him.

That face...

Wang Gang and Zhao Ya stared at that face, both stunned.

Those eyebrows, those eyes, that nose, that mouth...

Isn't that their son?

Zhao Ya instinctively called out, "Son?"