He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

"You're counting on police dogs, huh?"

"Believe it or not, I'll skin you alive and let that idiot teach you a lesson!"

"You dare to act all high and mighty on my turf? Take a good look at your face, you look like a car crash. And you still have the nerve to act like a fool here?"

"I think you're more like a spittoon, used to catch people's spit!"

As a genius of the Bai family, Bai Sheng had never suffered such humiliation since childhood.

It exploded right then and there.

"court death!"

Bai Sheng instantly formed hand seals in front of his chest: "Qimen Dunjia, Xun character, Wind Rope!"

Whoosh!

Several invisible wind ropes instantly condensed in the air, whistling as they cut through the air, and directly wrapped around Yang Guang.

Yang Guang gave a cold laugh.

"You dare to embarrass yourself with such shoddy skills?"

He didn't even try to dodge.

His hands were even in his pockets.

He simply stomped his right foot hard on the ground.

boom!

A powerful and masculine aura erupted from his body.

Before those guy ropes even touched Yang Guang's clothes, they seemed to have hit an invisible steel wall, instantly shattering inch by inch and dissipating into the air in a gentle breeze.

Bai Sheng's expression changed drastically. He was thrown back three steps by the backlash of the qi and crashed directly into the wall behind him.

Bai Sheng was utterly shocked: "You!"

He never expected that this loser, who looked several years younger than him, could shatter his spell with his protective aura!

At this moment, Ah Zeng's smile faded, and a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.

"Such pure Celestial Master's Qi!"

Ah Zeng clapped his hands, his gaze towards Yang Guang becoming more serious: "No wonder headquarters told us to come to you whenever we encountered trouble; you truly live up to your reputation."

"Young man, I was very rude just now. I'm young and impetuous, please don't take it to heart."

Yang Guang pursed his lips and sat back down in his chair.

Don't give me that.

"A slap followed by a sweet treat?"

"I'm not falling for that."

"I don't care if you're the 749th or the 748th Bureau."

"If you come to me for a favor, you have to follow my rules!"

Yang Guang held up three fingers and rubbed them together in mid-air: "No money, no deal!"

Ah Zeng rubbed his hands awkwardly and said with a smile, "Money? We can talk about it, we can talk about it."

Yang Guang rolled his eyes, and his stomach rumbled in protest: "Get to the point!"

"I have two gluttonous underlings waiting outside for me to pay the bill!"

Ah Zeng's smile vanished, and his expression turned serious.

He took out another encrypted document and pushed it in front of Yang Guang.

"We're here to invite you to join Bureau 749!"

"This is your contract."

"Take a look."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guang immediately jumped up, looking at him in astonishment: "Huh?"

"What the hell did you say?"

Yang Guang pointed to his nose, glared at himself, and said, "No, you're kidding, aren't you, Uncle?"

"Do I look like I'm sick?"

"I'm a good student, and I even run my own shop at night. Why would I join this mess?"

"Am I just bored and have nothing better to do than come here to clock in and earn perfect attendance bonuses because I'm already tired enough?"

Ah Zeng's smile froze; he hadn't expected the kid to react so strongly.

When people hear the name "Bureau 749," they're all eager to get in.

This guy is something else.

His face was full of disgust, as if he were looking at a pyramid scheme den.

Before Zeng could even speak, Bai Sheng couldn't help but chime in.

He crossed his arms and gave a sneer of arrogance: "That's right, Brother Zeng!"

"I told you, someone like him has no right to join our Bureau 749!"

"He's just a charlatan who makes a living by swindling and cheating people in a small place like Fengdu."

"Giving him the contract is an insult to our bureau's official seal!"

Yang Guang immediately became displeased upon hearing his words.

He turned and looked Bai Sheng up and down, then said irritably, "Big nostrils, can you shut up?"

"Why do I get so angry when I hear you speak?"

"Your voice is so awful, it sounds like a mad duck that's come to life."

Yang Guang raised his fist and shook it: "I'm warning you, don't say another word, or I'll beat you up."

"I was just being kind-hearted; if I had used even a little force, you'd be stuck to the wall by now!"

But Bai Sheng simply didn't believe in this superstition.

As a genius of the Bai family, when has he ever suffered such injustice?

Instead of shutting up, he took a step forward defiantly, his neck stiff, and said, "What?"

"Am I not wrong?"

"You think you're so great just because you broke my guy rope?"

"Someone like you is just someone with excessive yang energy and a bit of brute strength from years of hard labor!"

Bai Sheng snorted at Yang Guang: "Someone like you, a country bumpkin, what real world have you ever seen?"

"Do you even know what constitutes orthodox metaphysics?"

"Do you even know what national resources are?"

"You're just a..."

"Hey hey hey!"

Ah Zeng immediately glanced at Bai Sheng, then reached out and grabbed his arm: "Xiao Sheng, shut up!"

"We're here on serious business today, why are you arguing with a young guy like him!"

But this thing doesn't believe in superstition.

He shook off Ah Zeng's hand, stubbornly insisting, "I didn't say anything wrong."

"Brother Zeng, I think we're just wasting our time coming here."

"Why bother putting up with this bumpkin's attitude!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Guang was no longer angry.

He frowned slightly, but still nodded in agreement.

"good."

"At least this big nostril spoke a human word."

Yang Guang looked at A Zeng: "Indeed, you guys are wasting my time."

"It's late at night, and my eldest daughter is still waiting for me outside, hungry."

"We'd better just part ways, go our separate ways, and find our own mothers!"

Yang Guang dusted off his hands: "Is there anything else?"

"I'll be going now if there's nothing else. Please close the door properly so the cold wind doesn't blow your elegant hairstyles away."

Done.

Yang Guang turned and left, his steps quick and decisive.

There was not the slightest bit of hesitation or ambiguity.

When Ah Zeng saw Yang Guang about to leave, he became completely anxious.

Headquarters has given a strict order: this kid has to help with this.

He immediately hurried after him, anxiously saying, "Wait, brother, please stop!"

"Take a good look at the contract first!"

Yang Guang didn't even turn his head: "There's nothing to see."

"I've never liked reading since I was a child, and I especially hate reading contracts. I'm afraid you'll sell me out and I'll end up counting the money for you."

Ah Zeng was sweating profusely with anxiety: "Brother, think about it! It has seven types of insurance and two types of housing funds!"

"Buy it immediately upon joining the company, and it has to be the highest-end model!"

Yang Guang slowed his pace slightly.

Seven types of insurance and two types of housing funds?

These days, migrant workers don't even get full social insurance (five types of insurance), yet this crappy company offers seven types of insurance and two types of housing fund?

That's interesting.

But Yang Guang didn't stop, only snorting coldly: "I'm still a student, it's useless for me to hand it in."