What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

The "Huang Lao" she was referring to was an elderly person.

"Mm." An Chen nodded, indicating that he understood.

He seems to have a special affinity for elderly people lately.

Xia Zhiming, Xu Daguan from the east, and this seemingly capable old Huang, that makes three.

What just happened?

Jiuge clearly did not believe An Chen's explanation to everyone.

An Chen wouldn't lie to herself, but that doesn't mean she wouldn't lie to others.

"I don't know what happened. He didn't respond when I talked to him, so I nudged him, and that's when he reacted like this." An Chen shrugged, looking somewhat helpless.

"Don't do that again, it's dangerous. His rapier can kill people." Jiuge touched her forehead, still feeling lingering fear as she recalled the scene.

He intended to rush over and repel the knight for An Chen, but An Chen, being a reckless fool, directly stretched out his arm to touch the rapier with special spiritual power.

"I see."

Seeing Jiu Ge's concerned expression, An Chen was very satisfied.

He didn't know when it started, but he began to enjoy being cared for by Jiu Ge.

Seeing that almost all the attendees were ready, Old Huang took out a betel nut from his pocket and chewed it.

Then, he reached out and a member of the pig-headed humanoid group handed him a printed manuscript.

"Tsk."

An Chen couldn't help but click his tongue softly.

Jiuge glanced at An Chen speechlessly, but didn't know what to say.

"I've called you all here today because I have two important matters to discuss with you," Old Huang began, reading from his prepared statement.

“…” Upon hearing this, An Chen rested his chin on his hand.

Perhaps due to spiritual power or magic, Elder Huang's voice resounded throughout the entire venue as if in 3D surround sound.

The people in the VIP seats all looked calm, but a group of people behind them had already started whispering among themselves.

Chapter 73 I Must See People Alive

"Quiet!"

Old Huang tapped the ground with his cane, and the noise stopped, restoring quiet to the scene.

"I'm sure some people already know that our four association members from Jingcheng have mysteriously disappeared for some time now." He deliberately dragged out his words as he said this.

"??"

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions one of disbelief.

Logically speaking, since association members are affiliated with the association due to the signed agreement, they should be able to roughly determine the location using the association's spirit energy ball.

Just like a GPS tracker, it shouldn't be possible for it to disappear.

Furthermore, this GPS is not affected by spirits.

If you can't determine the answer, there are usually only two possibilities.

One possibility is that they encountered an extremely powerful person, and their presence was completely concealed; the other is that they disappeared from this world forever.

Jiuge frowned, seemingly surprised as well.

The men and women sitting nearby also reacted, no longer as calm as they had been at the beginning.

After briefly assessing the atmosphere, An Chen concluded that apart from Old Huang, even the pig-headed man who handed Old Huang the manuscript was unaware of the matter.

Apart from the elderly, no one else in the meeting knew the truth.

"This is the first task, assigned to all of you. Find a way to bring those four back. I'll post the relevant information in the group. We need to find them alive or dead."

As the old man spoke, he coughed a few more times.

"According to reliable sources, he may have been kidnapped by that mysterious genius from the fake capital that we haven't been able to find for so long." Then, he uttered those baseless accusations.

The upper echelons of the association, namely the members on the BOSS's side, attach great importance to this genius and mysterious figure.

Furthermore, one or two people suggested that perhaps only that mysterious figure could accomplish such an extraordinary feat.

"?"

An Chen suddenly felt a headache.

"Old Huang, what's the reward if we find them?" The man wearing the werewolf mask asked the question that most people present were most concerned about.

To be honest, most of the association members in Jingcheng didn't have much affection for each other.

Both emotionally and rationally, they felt it was unnecessary for them to take the risk of finding them.

"Yes, what's the reward? The other party is the most difficult mysterious person to catch, so we can't just give them something nice." Su Zhi raised her hand high.

She was still hung up on the pink fairy wand and hoped to get something more useful and prettier.

"The reward is a position." The old man took out another betel nut.

"A promotion, that's what most people want, right?" He chewed.

The atmosphere at the scene began to heat up.

People started whispering among themselves, deciding to form a group to go to the fake capital to catch the mysterious person.

The ability levels S, A, B, C, D, and E only require assessment by the relevant departments.

Within the association, the hierarchy is strict, with significant differences in treatment between levels S, A, B, C, D, and E. A high-ranking position can mobilize the association's power and even influence real-world society. The standards for promotion are exceptionally stringent.

Some people may try their best to eliminate ten evil spirits, but they may only be able to advance one level at most.

"..."

An Chen remained silent.

What does this mysterious person have to do with An Chen?

Jiuge remained expressionless.

Anyway, the mysterious person was harmless, and she didn't think he was the one who did it.

"Quiet!" Old Huang tapped the ground with his cane.

Once the hall was quiet again, he continued, "As you all probably noticed when you came here, today is the Ghost Festival, and because of the disappearance of the person in charge of Jingcheng, many souls of those who died in the war have floated out. I will assign a specific person to be in charge of this matter later, and others are not allowed to participate easily."

This time, Mr. Huang didn't look at the manuscript.

Jiuge rested her chin on her hand, looking thoughtful.

"I don't want to yet, performing a ritual for the deceased is too much trouble." A sharp female voice came from the crowd.

"It's so noisy," someone complained, her voice was too loud.

Old Huang didn't mind, he just smiled.

Soon, he began to talk about the second thing.

"The second thing is just as important as the first."

He licked his chapped lips and handed him a cup of tea.

After downing his drink in one gulp, Old Huang glanced at the manuscript and began to speak: "Recently, strange things have happened in the pseudo-capital where the mysterious man has appeared many times."

An Chen, who was feeling a bit sleepy, suddenly perked up.

He tapped the armrest of the seat with his finger, revealing a very interested expression.

"Is it that strange little black man?" Li Zhi asked gracefully, raising her hand.

"First of all, the spirits have suddenly become much more docile. Many spirits have successfully returned to the underworld to fulfill their wishes, and there are also fewer evil spirits." Old Huang did not answer Li Zhi, but only gave Jiu Ge an appreciative look.

Then, he calmly glanced at An Chen.

An Chen calmly looked back at him without any reaction.

Some people in the audience started to applaud.

Jiuge did not respond.

She knew this was thanks to Zhang Zhidong's Lingjie Spiritual Clinic.

"Cough cough." Old Huang pretended to cough.

"In addition, another strange black thing has appeared in the pseudo-capital, which is the little black figure that Li Zhi mentioned. I heard that it has a great influence, and this matter has already attracted the attention of the higher-ups," he added.

An Chen's lips curled into a smile.

He quickly returned to his expressionless state.

"The association requires that if you see that strange black thing while searching for the mysterious person in the pseudo-capital, you must report it to us. This is an order, and everyone must obey it."

Old Huang pointed his cane at the wall, where a small black figure was projected.

"He looks something like this, very similar to Xiao Hei from the novel 'Nan Ke'," he added.

......

The meeting lasted only one hour before it ended.

When they walked out of the house, no incantation was chanted. Old Huang simply tapped the ground with his cane, and everyone was teleported to several designated open spaces in Jingcheng without cameras.

Along with An Chen and Jiu Ge, three other people in the VIP seats were also teleported to the previously hidden corner.

Standing still, An Chen calmly glanced at the three people beside him.

There are five people in total who have been given relief for the war dead, which is a very thoughtful gesture as they have been teleported together.

Jiuge tossed her hair, looked into the distance, and remained silent.

She actually wanted to say hello, since An Chen didn't know them and she needed to introduce them.

But in this situation, Jiuge didn't know how to start the conversation.

"Are you Jiu Ge's partner?" Jiu Ge didn't need to worry about it; the cheerful young man, dressed in sportswear, carrying a stick on his back, and sporting tattoos, spoke up first.

"My name is Gong Jun." Gong Jun smiled at An Chen and extended his hand to shake hands.