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

Zhao Ya stood there, completely dumbfounded.

She just stuffed a bunch of priceless pills and magical treasures into a stranger's hands.

He kept calling him "son" for ages.

Li Shuwen, who was standing to the side, was completely stunned.

He stood there, mouth agape, eyes wide, completely frozen in place, as if petrified.

Holy crap?

Can you do this?

The boss truly lives up to his reputation!

That was absolutely amazing!

This is textbook-level scumbag behavior.

Li Shuwen silently memorized this move, preparing to try it out when he had the chance.

Wang Gang had actually noticed something was wrong a long time ago.

From the moment Ji Zuodao appeared at the end of the corridor, he felt something was wrong.

Although the young man looked very much like his son, his temperament, demeanor, and gait were completely different from his son's.

His son, Wang Bing, always walked with his chin slightly raised, his eyes carrying an arrogant air of superiority, like a young tiger that had not yet learned to conceal its sharpness.

But the young man in front of me walked with a slightly hunched back, exuding a roguish air, like a wolf king who had just eaten his fill, strolling around his own territory.

They look very relaxed, but they could pounce on you at any moment and bite your throat.

It was a dangerous aura that emanated from the very core of his being.

Wang Gang originally wanted to remind his wife, but the young man only glanced at him lightly.

Just one glance.

That look in his eyes was calm and indifferent, as if he were looking at something insignificant.

But that one glance sent chills down Wang Gang's spine.

The feeling was like being targeted by an ancient ferocious beast; the blood in my body froze in that instant.

Supernatural Power Realm!

The young man in front of him was actually at the Divine Power Realm, just like his grandfather!

Countless thoughts flashed through Wang Gang's mind in an instant.

A nineteen-year-old at the Divine Power Realm?

How is that possible?

His son, Wang Bing, at the age of nineteen and at the second level of the Dharma Aspect realm, has already been hailed as a genius that the Wang family has only seen once in a thousand years, and it is estimated that there is no one else like him in the entire Han Dynasty.

But what kind of concept is this young man in front of me, a nineteen-year-old at the Divine Power Realm?

That's a monster!

It's a monster!

They are beings you shouldn't mess with!

Wang Gang immediately fell silent.

He could only watch helplessly as Ji Zuodao swindled his wife out of everything, as he stuffed those priceless pills and magical treasures into his own pocket, as he let out a burp, and then swaggered away.

He didn't dare utter a single word the entire time, like an incompetent husband.

Because he knew that he couldn't afford to provoke someone of that level.

He could only wait until Ji Zuodao had walked far away before stepping forward, supporting his still dazed wife, and whispering, "Let's go, let's go pick up our son."

Zhao Ya came to her senses, looked at Wang Gang, and finally tears fell.

"Husband...I...I just..."

"I know."

Wang Gang sighed, patted her shoulder, and said with a helpless bitterness, "Forget it, let's just pay up to avoid trouble. That guy's cultivation level was almost as high as our old man's."

He raised his head and looked in the direction Ji Zuodao had gone, his eyes filled with a complex emotion.

That appearance... probably not...

Zhao Ya was so angry that her hands were shaking, and her fingertips were trembling.

She has lived for over forty years, and she has seen all the intricacies of Shanghai's elite circles.

But she had never seen such a shameless person before!

Yes, she mistook someone for someone else, but even if she did, why would she take advantage of the situation?

Her pockets were full of pills, all prepared for her son. They were her secret stash from her family home, rare items that money couldn't buy on the market!

And what happened? That brat swindled them all out of their money!

If you've already tricked her, at least say "thank you, Auntie" to make her feel better.

But what did that brat call her?

Auntie?

Your mom is the old lady! Your whole family are old ladies.

Zhao Ya felt like she had been hit by a double blow, suffering both material losses and mental humiliation.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, turned to look at Li Shuwen, her voice still trembling slightly:

"Young man, who was that just now? Was he also an investigator from your bureau? I want to file a complaint! I want to file a complaint! Isn't this blatant fraud and deception? Is there no law left?"

Li Shuwen glanced at her but didn't speak immediately.

Li Shuwen, despite his young age, has developed a keen eye for people by working in the industry since childhood.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have deliberately befriended Ji Zuodao before he rose to prominence, calling him "boss" all the time.

Of course, he really didn't expect that he would later become Ji Zuodao's subordinate.

But it doesn't matter. Following Ji Zuodao means you'll get good stuff, so it's not a bad deal.

In short, Li Shuwen didn't think Zhao Ya was a bad person.

She's just a spoiled rich woman who dotes on her children, and she's also a bit naive and not very bright.

Such people are not uncommon in wealthy families. They are so well protected by their families that they have never suffered any losses in their lives, so they are prone to acting impulsively when trouble comes their way.

He thought to himself, "I should still offer a few words of advice."

To prevent her from provoking Ji Zuodao out of boredom, she might not even know how she died.

He had just seen it; Ji Zuodao's eyes lit up as he looked at a fat sheep before he left.

They might already be investigating the Wang family's assets, looking for any leverage that would allow them to legally and legitimately raid their home.

Li Shuwen spoke up, her tone sincere, "Auntie, I advise you not to pursue this further."

"On what grounds?"

Zhao Ya retorted, "He called me 'auntie'! And he tricked me out of my things!"

"Do you know who that was just now?" Li Shuwen lowered his voice and leaned closer. "The head of our 749 Bureau's Demon Management Section, a nineteen-year-old Qi Refining cultivator at the Divine Power Realm. He's one of a kind no matter where you look."

Zhao Ya's mouth opened slightly, but all the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.

Nineteen years old? At the Divine Power Realm?

That conman looked about the same age as his son, yet he was actually at the Divine Power Realm?

really?

The difference is even greater than that between a human and a dog.

Li Shuwen lowered his voice even further:

"Let me warn you, this guy is ruthless. Offending him won't end well; he won't let go until he's completely drained."

"Take the Hehuan Sect for example. They caused trouble in this man's territory, and as a result, their branch in Jinghai was raided and the entire family wiped out. Those Buddhist temples in Jinghai evaded taxes right in front of this man, yet they still complained about being poor, and now they're even competing with the Beggars' Sect for business. And then there's the Demon Protection Association. Those demon kings touched this man's things, and as a result, they all ended up in his pot and stomach. You should all think about it."

Li Shuwen stopped there.

He'd given them all the necessary warnings; if these two still wanted to die, there was nothing he could do.

At that point, he'll only be able to follow in Ji Zuodao's footsteps, tearfully sharing a piece of the pie.