Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

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Evening in Harbin.

The main entrance of the Nadutong office building.

Gao Dazhuang pointed at the gate and yelled, "Are you even being reasonable?! You've arrested people and aren't giving them food?! I've been starving inside all day!"

She stood with her hands on her hips, her voice full of energy.

"Let me tell you, don't think I'm afraid of you just because you think you're all powerful! You wait, wait until I get out of here, I'll teach you a lesson!"

"It's been a whole day! You haven't even given me a sip of water! Do you know this is illegal detention?"

"And that door! It's locked tight! There's not even a window! Is this an office or a prison?"

"And that lousy chair of yours, it's as hard as a rock! It makes my butt hurt! Can't you buy a better one? Did you all squander the company's funds?"

"This is abuse! I'm going to sue you! I'm going to get a lawyer! I'm going to petition the higher authorities!"

She ranted and raved for ages without repeating herself, criticizing everything from the office environment and employee behavior to the food standards and chair quality. She even cursed the crooked tree by the entrance—"It's so ugly, why plant it here? Is it deliberately meant to disgust people?!"

Fortunately, the building of Bingcheng Nadutong was in a relatively remote location, and since it was lunchtime, there weren't many people there.

A few passersby just thought the girl was pretty but a bit crazy, and after a couple of glances, they quickly moved on.

At that moment, the side door opened.

He Yunchong walked out in a daze, with red marks on his neck from the acupuncture needles. He looked as if his soul had been taken away, and he was walking unsteadily.

Hearing Gao Dazhuang's shouts and curses, he turned his head to look.

Hey, isn't that the pretty lady?

What is she cursing?

He Yunchong listened intently.

Wow, so this is how you can insult someone?

He listened for about ten seconds and his eyes were opened.

He Yunchong turned his head and saw the employees from Nadutong who had seen him off.

The employee was in his early thirties, wearing work clothes, holding a folder in his hand, and writing something with his head down.

He Yunchong opened his mouth.

If she can scold me, can't I too?

The words that were on the tip of his tongue turned out as: "My knife..."

The NaDuTong employee didn't hear clearly: "What?"

He Yunchong raised his voice a little: "My...my knife."

The NaDuTong employee heard him clearly this time and said casually, "Oh, your knife injured someone, so it has to be confiscated. You'll have to buy a new one yourself."

He Yunchong stood there, his lips trembling, "I, I, I."

The NaDuTong employee waved his hand: "Alright, go back."

He Yunchong looked dejected and turned to leave.

When Gao Dazhuang saw him, he stopped cursing, walked quickly towards him, and slapped him on the shoulder.

He Yunchong turned around.

Gao Dazhuang asked, "Have you eaten?"

He Yunchong shook his head.

The tall, burly man waved his hand and said, "Let's go eat."

He Yunchong didn't know why, but he followed Gao Dazhuang towards the city center.

After walking for two blocks, we finally found a restaurant with a sign that read "Old Li's Home-Style Dishes" hanging at the entrance, and the aroma of stir-fried dishes wafted out from inside.

The two went inside and found a seat by the window.

The waiter handed over the menu, and Gao Dazhuang quickly ordered seven or eight dishes: sweet and sour pork, pork stew with vermicelli, stir-fried potatoes, eggplant, green peppers, and potatoes, chicken stew with mushrooms, braised pork ribs, pickled cabbage with pork belly and blood sausage, and stir-fried pork slices. He also added a cold cold noodle dish at the end.

He Yunchong sat opposite her, watching her order food, and suddenly realized that he was indeed hungry.

After the waiter left, Gao Dazhuang leaned back in his chair and glanced at He Yunchong: "Why were you locked up too?"

He Yunchong whispered, "They said I injured someone with a knife."

"Who did you hurt?"

Just as He Yunchong was about to answer, Gao Dazhuang's phone rang.

She took it out and saw that it was a call from Xia He.

He was immediately enraged and fired the first shot as soon as the call connected.

"Hey girl, you two are so unfair! You just left me standing there! Do you know how I've been these past two days? I've been locked up in the 'All-in-One' building and won't be allowed out! I haven't eaten a single thing since last night! I—"

Xia He interrupted her, "We've arrived in Harbin. I'll treat you to dinner."

Gao Dazhuang paused for a moment, then shouted at the top of his lungs, "I'm at Lao Li's Home-Style Restaurant! I've already ordered! Come over here and pay the bill!"

On the other end of the phone, Xia He immediately agreed: "Okay, order a few more dishes, we've been starving for ages."

"OK!"

Gao Dazhuang hung up the phone and waved to the waiter: "Add two more dishes, candied sweet potatoes and braised pork ribs."

The waiter nodded and wrote it down.

He Yunchong sat opposite Gao Dazhuang, looking at him with a hint of something in his voice but then stopped himself from speaking.

Gao Dazhuang noticed his gaze: "What's wrong?"

He Yunchong shook his head. He just felt that this older sister's mood changed really quickly—she was scolding so fiercely just now, but she was all smiles after answering the phone.

On the other end of the phone, after hanging up, Xia He said to Cheng Mo, "Let's take a taxi over there. Da Zhuang has already ordered the food."

The motorcycle had already been put away when they entered the city, and the two stood by the roadside waiting for a ride.

Cheng Mo couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Gao Dazhuang: "She probably harbors a lot of resentment towards us now."

"It's alright, Dazhuang is easygoing," Xia He waved her hand. "Don't say anything then, I'll say some nice things to her and she'll forgive us."

"Alright, it's up to you then." Cheng Mo nodded. "Actually, it's not entirely our fault; it's all because her father is meddling."

"Oh, right." Xia He clapped her hands and leaned closer to ask, "Uncle Gao didn't delete the text message he sent you, did he?"

"We'll show it to Dazhuang later," Xia He chuckled. "It's not that we're not being good friends, it's just that Uncle Gao personally requested it, and we couldn't refuse."

Cheng Mo put away his phone, his face serious: "Yes, that's right."

Just then, a taxi arrived, and the two flagged it down and got in.

Cheng Mo gave the destination, and the taxi drove for more than twenty minutes before stopping in front of the restaurant.

Xia He paid the bill, and the two got out of the car.

Before I even entered, I could hear Gao Dazhuang's booming voice coming from inside, urging the waiter for my food: "Where's my candied sweet potato? I've been waiting forever!"

The two pushed open the cotton curtain and went inside, as a wave of heat hit them.

Gao Dazhuang and He Yunchong have already started eating.

Xia He pulled Cheng Mo over and slapped Gao Dazhuang on the shoulder: "Hey! Dazhuang~"

Gao Dazhuang picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork, stuffed it into his mouth, glanced up at her, snorted, and continued eating.

Xia He sat down next to Gao Dazhuang with a grin and winked at Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo understood, walked around to the opposite side, and sat down next to He Yunchong.

He Yunchong was eating with his head down when he saw someone sit down. He looked up at them, then lowered his head again to continue eating.

Xia He leaned close to Gao Dazhuang's ear, her voice saccharine: "Dazhuang-jie~ are you still angry?"

Gao Dazhuang threw the bone on the table, picked up another piece, took a big bite, and chewed it with a loud crunch: "Hmph."

Xia He's eyes darted around, and she leaned closer to whisper, "Yu Ting, why is this person with you?"

Gao Dazhuang ignored her and continued gnawing on the bone.

Xia He waved to Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo understood, took out his phone from his pocket, found the text message, and handed it over.

Xia He placed her phone in front of Gao Dazhuang, her tone aggrieved: "You really can't blame us for this, Yuting. This is what Uncle Gao asked for. Take a look."

Gao Dazhuang glanced at the screen.

The text message read: "Master Cheng, the matter of the demonic sword in the Northeast is quite far-reaching. Dazhuang is a fierce girl, and I'm worried about letting her get involved. Could you please keep an eye on things and make sure she doesn't get involved? I'll treat you to drinks to apologize after this is all over."

Also, please be careful and don't act like that reckless girl. Thank you so much, see you later.

After reading it, Gao Dazhuang's eyes widened, and he slammed his hand on the table: "That's too much!"

His shout made the people at the next table turn their heads to look, and their bowls and chopsticks jumped up.

Xia He nodded repeatedly, her face filled with righteous indignation: "That's right, it's too much!"