"No, no, it's bad, there's a fire!"
An official nearby also woke up and, upon seeing the raging inferno, jumped up in alarm.
As if afraid no one would notice him.
"What's going on? Who did this!"
The Secretary-General's face instantly changed.
He had just settled His Majesty the Divine Emperor, and now, a fire.
"We're the ones who want to ask you, who are you people, why are you here, did you do this?"
A young man pointed at the Secretary-General's nose, his voice sharp.
"Hmph, put out the fire quickly."
The Secretary-General ignored the young man and loudly directed the nearby police officers.
As for the rude fellow from before, he intended to settle the score later.
Nearly half an hour later, the fire was extinguished.
The entire area was slightly scorched.
The Secretary-General and others, covered in soot, looked at the ruins before them.
"Take those people away and interrogate them thoroughly!"
"Damn it, who on earth did this? What grudge did they have against our previous Divine Emperor to insult him so?"
He cursed inwardly, but the current situation dictated that the incident be concealed for the time being.
"You will all keep this incident under wraps. Say it was just a fire drill, not real."
The Secretary-General said calmly, and the other officials quickly nodded.
Looking at the dark night, the Secretary-General's eyes were filled with rage.
At this moment, Zhang Tian, the suspect, had already left Jingdong City.
The off-road vehicle sped along, kicking up a wisp of dust.
"This is awesome, the greatest thing Fatty has ever done in his life. It will definitely be engraved in our ancestral graves."
The Fatty wore a proud expression.
"Fatty, are you in such a hurry to die?"
Hu Bayi shot the Fatty a look.
"Old Hu, Fatty is calling this pride."
The Fatty said gleefully, without any reservations.
"This matter is considered concluded. We don't have to worry about how they handle it afterward."
Zhang Tian said softly.
"I wonder what Uncle-Master is doing now? Will he surprise Junior Brother?"
The Fatty mumbled, as if thinking of something amusing, a smile appearing on his face.
At the scene.
[Good heavens, a real-life "Heroic Firefighter," right?]
[Memories exposed, I am a Heroic Firefighter?]
[The one before, that name is good, very fitting for the situation.]
[For some reason, seeing this, I feel a sense of relief.]
[Speaking of which, will those guys come looking for trouble?]
[The one before, wasn't there a precedent? The last person who set a fire is still doing fine.]
[Hahaha, is that called impotent rage? I'm going to check the international internet.]
Instantly, the crowd at the scene erupted.
Especially seeing the sky full of flames, it was more lively than the New Year.
International Network.
[I can't believe he actually burned it, my heart is bleeding!]
[Damn it, I curse him to never eat three square meals in his life!]
[I propose to raze the Jiǔmén Group in Fùshì country! Nationalize the Jiǔmén Group!]
[Yes, the Jiǔmén Group does not deserve to exist in our Fùshì country!]
[The one before, don't you understand? The Jiǔmén Group is within the high ranks, do you think it can be removed easily?]
[Change the name, Fùshì Country's annexed territory.]
Instantly, the internet was in an uproar.
Especially the little Fùshìs who had been living well, their faces were red with anger.
Clearly, they were infuriated.
Zhang Tian, who was live-streaming all of this, was naturally unaware of these developments.
"Heh heh, Boss, you did that on purpose, didn't you?"
The Fatty said with a smile.
"Purpose of what?"
"Intentionally making this happen so intricately."
The Fatty looked at the headlights above Zhang Tian's head, his eyes narrowed, and his fleshy face completely obscured his eyes.
"I'm not that bored."
Zhang Tian replied and stopped talking.
Meanwhile, Wu Tianzhen and others on the side smiled without saying a word.
The scene continued.
Soon, Zhang Tian's off-road vehicle, after a day and a night of driving, finally arrived in Miyazakii.
Outside the Yin Yang Shop in Miyazakii.
The off-road vehicle slowly stopped.
"Hmm? Boss, did you notice? This Yin Yang Shop seems to have changed."
The Fatty looked at the Yin Yang Shop, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
The surroundings of the Yin Yang Shop had indeed changed slightly, and the eerie feeling from before had disappeared.
All that remained was the feeling of an ordinary home.
And at the entrance, the red door was no longer so vibrant but looked much gloomier.
"It seems Uncle-Master has resolved what was inside."
Zhang Tian guessed something after glancing at the situation.
With no lingering Yin energy and no strange layout, it was clear that Dan He Daoren had driven away the evil spirits within.
"Uncle-Master was living well, why did he move?"
Hu Bayi asked curiously. Zhang Tian thought for a moment.
"Perhaps it's because he's about to leave this place."
As Zhang Tian spoke, he had already arrived at the door.
He gently knocked, and after a moment, the familiar figure opened the door.
"Hmm? Senior Brother?"
Li Wangcai's eyes lit up, a hint of pleasant surprise.
"Is Uncle-Master back?"
Zhang Tian asked.
Li Wangcai nodded slightly, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
Clearly, this fellow had already seen Dan He Daoren, but he had not forgotten Dan He Daoren's appearance.
Zhang Tian sighed inwardly. Indeed, this child was still not suited for the Daoist path.
"Yes, that's good. We need to see Uncle-Master about something."
Zhang Tian said, and the group entered the Yin Yang Shop.
Inside the Yin Yang Shop, the grapevines in the courtyard had been cut down by Dan He Daoren.
Only a short stub of a wooden stick remained.
The pond next to the grapevines had also been filled in by Dan He Daoren.
The entire courtyard seemed to have regained some vitality.
Even sunlight could now shine into the courtyard. What was once a place for summoning spirits had been transformed into a fine residence through Dan He Daoren's simple renovations.
"Uncle-Master's feng shui skills are truly remarkable. With a slight change to the layout, it can be completely reversed."
Hu Bayi marveled.
At this moment, Zhang Tian also noticed that the door of the small room, which had previously been sealed with talismans, was now open.
All the coffins inside had also disappeared.
It was evident that Dan He Daoren had completely dealt with the place.
"Hmm? They're here."
When Zhang Tian and the others walked into the courtyard, Dan He Daoren's figure slowly emerged from the main hall.
"Hmm, Uncle-Master, have you finished your business?"
Zhang Tian asked.
"It's done. This house is for Wangcai. As for those things, I've dealt with them all. We can go back now."
Dan He Daoren said decisively.
"Isn't Wangcai going back with us?"
Hu Bayi looked at Li Wangcai with some confusion.
"No. There's nothing I miss there. Only Master. If possible, Master, you can visit me often."
Li Wangcai shook his head, looking at Dan He with affectionate eyes.
Dan He remained silent. Such things as fate are elusive and unpredictable; he didn't know when they would meet again.
"By the way, Uncle-Master, where did you put all those things?"
Zhang Tian was curious about the coffins inside.
Dan He Daoren couldn't have buried them all in one night, right?
"I released them."
Dan He Daoren replied nonchalantly.
Zhang Tian: ????? Released them?