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"Is this Chen Zong from Phoenix Entertainment International?"
"Calm down, calm down, it's not a big deal!"
On the other end of the phone, a young voice chuckled.
"What the hell do you want?" Chen Zong snapped. "Let me tell you, I've been involved with the underworld before and have plenty of muscle under my command. If you push me too hard, I won't hesitate to make your life miserable!"
Pu Pan Nan's expression darkened. Was Chen Zong an idiot? Threatening someone from Deviant Arts? They were the last people who would be intimidated by threats!
"Alright, alright, Chen Zong is impressive, truly impressive!" the young man laughed. "You can spend money to save your son's life, but can you pay to save my daughter?"
Chen Zong was momentarily speechless. In a fit of madness, he retorted, "Chen Jiahao may have made mistakes, but he doesn't deserve death! You’re being so ruthless—aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Retribution?" The young man sounded surprised. "I'm acting on behalf of justice here; I'm the good guy! What do I have to fear?"
"Your son raped my hired daughter and even took her to your entertainment club to sell her body. Her family wanted to pay for her release, and what did your son say back then?"
"Let me think..." The young man seemed to genuinely ponder for a moment. Then he laughed again. "Your son said it would cost a hundred thousand for one night with my daughter, and if you wanted to redeem her, it would be at least a million! He also said, 'Old man, don't think about calling the police; the chief of Tongcheng's police station is my uncle.' If you're really feeling guilty, just have some fun with your daughter. After all, love is deep!"
The young man burst into manic laughter.
"Isn't it hilarious, Chen Zong?"
The young man chuckled, recalling the story. "That old fool really had no brains. He actually sold his house and land to scrape together a million. In the end, he borrowed from everyone in the family and even from online loan companies, but he still couldn't gather that million. All he managed was thirty-seven thousand eight hundred. He thought he could go see his daughter."
He paused, shaking his head. "But that silly girl couldn't bear the humiliation and jumped off a building. In the end, he found me and handed over all that money, asking me to kill your entire family."
"I'm a soft-hearted person, you know? But I also have a Bodhisattva heart; I can't stand bloodshed. So don’t worry, I won’t lay a hand on you!"
With that, the young man hung up the phone.
"He says he won't act?" Pu Pan Nan frowned.
"Pu Master, I'll give you three million. Get rid of him! Kill him!" Chen Zong said fiercely.
Pu Pan Nan swallowed hard. He truly wanted to make that money, but he was scared—there's a chance to earn a living, but no chance to spend it!
The opponent's skills had already exceeded his understanding.
As for the threat of killing your entire family? Pu Pan Nan didn't think it was an empty threat.
Sigh!
In the end, Pu Pan Nan was still swayed by the lure of money. "Chen Zong, I can ensure your safety tonight."
"After tonight, hurry to find a master in your country’s famous mountains and rivers," he added. "Each field has its own experts. My Xiang Tou Shu might not be able to handle that guy!" His expression darkened.
"Alright!" Chen Zong gritted his teeth and glanced at his secretary.
The secretary nodded and hurried out to seek help.
Unfortunately, a pale-faced young man with pupils as dark as ink had been standing outside their conversation door for quite some time.
The secretary in professional attire opened the door and, upon seeing the young man, felt every hair on her body stand on end. Especially the Yin Card adorned with an Evil Spirit pattern that she wore around her neck, which was visibly cracking at an alarming rate.
"Show me your little toy!" Zuo Ci extended his hand, and the secretary hesitantly waved her own.
Trembling, she removed the shattered Yin Card from her neck and handed it to Zuo Ci. He caressed the card with his eyes closed. The secretary watched this scene, her alluring eyes darting around nervously.
After a moment, Zuo Ci opened his eyes and smiled. "This is quite a Talba Ghost Card imbued with magical power. You're that Chen Zong's mistress, aren't you? The little ghost sealed within this card must be the child of Huang Yimeng who died before she could arrive."
A chill ran down the secretary's spine. Her rational mind urged her to flee, but her body felt paralyzed.
Zuo Ci appeared to be deep in thought. He murmured to himself, "A mistress... I suppose that counts as family, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the secretary turned and bolted. However, she unexpectedly collided with an eerie woman with disheveled hair and a dark complexion at the corner.
"Huang Yimeng!!!" The secretary screamed, "Aren't you dead?"
With a terrifying growl, the strange woman remained silent and lunged at the secretary like a beast, tearing into her throat. Blood gushed forth.
Before long, scattered remains and blood lay across the luxurious crystal tiles of Phoenix Entertainment International.
Dingling! Zuo Ci leaned against the marble wall, shaking the Controlling Corpse Bell in his hand, which was intricately carved with crimson magical runes.
Suddenly, the eerie woman stopped her gnawing motion. He looked at the Eerie Woman with great interest:
"The soul of your enemy has turned you into a Huo Yang Shi. And you even got to personally take revenge on your foe. Ah, it seems I have such a Bodhisattva Heart!"
Inside the office, when Pu Pan Nan heard the sound of bells ringing outside, the ghostly tattoo on his neck seemed to come alive, hardening as it drilled out from his skin. Sinister black mist coiled around the ghost and Pu Pan Nan.
Creak.
The door was gently pushed open. Zuo Ci, with a nonchalant expression, walked in.
Seeing Pu Pan Nan's terrified face, he chuckled, "So it was you who broke my Xiang Tou Shu?"
Pu Pan Nan stared at the young man before him, his pupils suddenly constricting. Cao Juan Dao Ren? Pu Pan Nan silently cursed his bad luck. How could he encounter him?
"I prefer others to call me Gui Dao Ren!" Zuo Ci said with a cold smile. "That little thing beside you looks interesting; can I borrow it for a couple of days?"
Pu Pan Nan quickly shook his head. What a ridiculous idea! His nickname was Gui Jiang Shi, known for being the best at raising little ghosts. His pride and joy was this Hong Yi Sha.
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