A bizarre resurgence begins with a pact made by a weasel.

Xiong Guang's words were domineering.

The aura emanating from him was even stronger. Even if he just stood still, one could feel the heavy pressure emanating from him. It was a difference that could not be made up by external force, but a real difference in the level of life.

Xie Qing brought up the control panel.

Name: Xiong Guang

[Race: Black Bear Spirit (Spirit Seed)]

[Faction: Linzhou - Heretical Path]

[Rank: Inspector (Acting)]

[Grade: D-]

[Technique: Black Heaven Scripture D]

[Supernatural Powers: Black Heaven Dharma Body D-, Black Wind Technique D-]

[Attributes: Strength D-, Root E+, Resistance E+, Spiritual Strength E+, Agility E+]

[Secret Treasure: Unknown]

[Note 1: For beings of rank D and above, their own level is the same as the highest attribute/divine power level.]

[Note 2: For those ranked D or above who have mastered supernatural abilities, special skills will no longer be counted in the character panel.]

In other words, as long as one of your supernatural abilities or attributes reaches level D, it means that your own level will also be raised to level D.

This is probably because attributes or supernatural abilities of D rank or higher are enough to bring about a qualitative change. Even if other attributes are not perfect, they are enough to crush beings below that rank.

Xie Qing felt a chill run down her spine.

He cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Xiong Guang and said:

"What serious crime has the Hong family committed?"

Xiong Guang sat down in a chair, exuding an air of authority, as if he were the head of the household, and said:

"Burning down churches, assassinating priests, and massacring church musketeers—these are the heinous crimes committed by the Hong family, each of which is enough to lead to the confiscation of their property and the extermination of their clan."

Xie Qing was surprised to hear this:

"The church's musketeers are gone too?"

"That's right. Just last night, the Musketeer Team, along with Chen Zhen, the police chief of Donghai County, were killed."

"Does Your Excellency have any evidence?"

Xiong Guang snorted coldly, and it was as if thunder had exploded in the hall, or as if a heavy hammer had slammed into Xie Qing's head, leaving his mind blank. However, Xie Qing still endured the pain without taking a single step back, which surprised Xiong Guang.

"You're in pretty good shape, kid."

"As for evidence, Xie Hong, as a wizard, is the best evidence."

Xie Qing felt a slight sense of relief.

The other party's casual and nonchalant attitude clearly shows that they don't care whether the evidence is true or not, which also indicates that things haven't reached the worst point yet.

Xie Qing turned to look at Cheng Nanjing, the old lady who knew the most about the Three Realms Freemasons among everyone present:

"Sir, what do you think?"

Cheng Nan hesitated, seemingly weighing the pros and cons, wondering whether she should offend this inspector from the Three Realms Freemasonry Society for Xie Qing's sake. Unexpectedly, Bai Shuruo released her arm and stood behind Xie Qing.

Seeing this, Cheng Nan sighed inwardly. She knew that if she backed down now, she would likely be abandoned by everyone. So she spoke:

"My lord, as far as I know, the Freemasons do not exclude wizards. After all, the three masters combined ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign teachings to create the Freemasons, and it is rumored that one of them even studied at a wizarding academy."

Therefore, Xie Hong's identity as a sorcerer cannot be used as evidence of the Hong family's guilt.

"You seem to know quite a lot."

Xiong Guang's eyes darted around, and he laughed:

"That's why I'm suspending the competition, because all five of your clans could be the masterminds behind it all. After all, in Donghai County, only your five families are truly capable."

"My lord, this might be the work of Wu Ge Lie Shen Men," Xie Qing said.

Xiong Guang remained noncommittal:

"How dare those stray dogs show their faces?"

After all,

He picked up the teacup on the table and examined it closely. The more he looked at it, the happier he became, and his round face was filled with a smile.

"Oh dear, this cup must be a treasure from the Eastern Qi Dynasty, right?"

The last dynasty in Linzhou was Yan.

The predecessor of Yan was merely a vassal state of Eastern Qi.

Cheng Nanjing quickly flattered:

"You have a good eye, sir. I also have a tea set from the Qi Dynasty. Please wait a moment, I will have someone bring it to you right away."

"This isn't a good idea," Xiong Guang said, somewhat troubled. "Such fine teaware is not matched with the tables and chairs in my cave dwelling. I'm afraid it wouldn't be worthy of such precious teaware."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Nan's expression noticeably improved. "I'm not afraid of your greed, I'm afraid of your lack of desire," she said with a smile.

"That's easy. I'll build you one—no, two—private tea rooms, one rustic and one bright and cheerful. What do you think?"

Xiong Guang clapped and cheered.

"The old folks are so thoughtful."

"When I came here, I heard that the Cheng family was the most virtuous family in Donghai County. Now it seems that this is indeed the case. This church matter must have nothing to do with you."

Before he arrived, Xiong Guang had already figured out Xie Lan's family background.

If we're talking about wealth, the Hong family is the wealthiest in Donghai County, followed by the Cheng family. The Hong family is currently being targeted by the church, making it difficult to take action, which is why he made a special trip. Now that this brat Xie Qing is here, it saves him the trouble of making another trip.

"The old man has gone to prepare. I'll take this boy to the Spirit Realm first."

After saying that, his body transformed into a black gust of wind, lifting Xie Qing and sending him flying into the air.

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same time.

Huangtian Pavilion.

Led by a group of martial artists, a group of police officers are surrounding the courtyard.

Huang Jue stood on the balcony, watching coldly, while Xie Cheng suggested from the side:

"We should hand Xie Hong over immediately."

Huang Jue refused outright.

"Xie Qing hasn't returned yet; I have to protect them."

Xie Cheng shook his head and said:

"It can't be saved."

"Now everyone outside is saying that the Hong family massacred the missionaries. The Hong family can't take the blame for this, so they can only find a scapegoat. Xie Hong is the best candidate."

She adjusted her glasses and sneered:

"Burning a wizard at the stake should be enough for the newly appointed priest to report back to his superiors."

Huang Jue tilted her head and glanced at Xie Hong, saying strangely, "You really hate her, don't you? After all, you're sisters by blood!"

"Blame her own stupidity."

Huang Jue pursed her lips upon hearing this.

She actually thought Xie Cheng was much more foolish than Xie Hong.

The samurai, accompanied by the police, slowly approached. As they stepped into the courtyard, one of the samurai shouted:

"Xie Qing, hand over Xie Hong, or we will launch a full-scale attack!! If you continue to protect Xie Hong, then you will be guilty of the same crime as Xie Hong."

Huang Jue snapped his fingers.

The paper figures placed in the courtyard immediately came to life.

Although these samurai were somewhat skilled, they were only at the F+ level, which meant they were only slightly stronger than ordinary people, and they didn't notice the paper figures' movements at all.

When the paper figures got close, they realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

The paper figures raised their hands and sliced ​​everything.

Swish!

More than a dozen heads fell off at the same time.

Blood gushed from his neck, splashing onto the surrounding police officers like fountains.

They screamed in terror and ran away, some of the more timid ones even kneeling down and begging for mercy.

Huang Jue shook his head and blew a breath towards the courtyard. The breath turned into a drowsy yellow wind that immediately carried the policemen out of the courtyard.

"You are provoking the church!!"

Xie Cheng said coldly.

"The next group of people coming will probably not be these ordinary folks."

Huang Jue made a face:

"Then they'll say it was your fault and push you out to take the blame."

"you!!"

Huang Jue grabbed Xie Cheng's long hair, forcing her to lower her head. She stared into Xie Cheng's eyes and said, word by word:

"Rather than angering the church, you should learn not to anger your master. When Xie Qing is gone, we must protect this territory for him."

Based on her understanding of Xie Qing, Xie Hong could offer Xie Qing the gift voluntarily, but he absolutely could not be forced to do so. The latter would definitely make Xie Qing feel humiliated and uncomfortable. After all, that guy wanted to be the emperor. How could he back down just because someone called out to him?

"You'll only make things worse."

Xie Cheng retorted.

"What should we do then?"

Huang Jue shrugged:

"Anyway, I'm just not smart enough. I don't understand this or that, so I might as well not do anything."

"Let's hold out until Xie Qing comes back, then let him decide for himself."

"madness!!"

"That's called loyalty!!"

Huang Jue felt that she had found the perfect word to describe herself.

She held her head high, chest puffed out, beaming with pride:

"loyalty!"

Then he pointed at Xie Cheng, his face full of disgust:

"You little brat!"