Under the dual pressure of Bai Qi's persuasion and Chenlong, who was about to be completely eroded by the demon mark, Old Daddy relented.
After casting the spell, Old Daddy looked at Bai Qi after a brief silence and said, "I can agree to your request to teach at the Magic Academy, but I won't do anything else to help you beyond teaching. Similarly, it's only for five years. Once five years are up, I will leave immediately."
"Agreed, no problem."
Then, Old Daddy made another request.
"One more thing, I'll agree to your request, and you must also agree to mine: from now on, you will not make a move against my two disciples and Chenlong."
Bai Qi nodded and said, "No problem, I can guarantee that as long as Chenlong and your two disciples do not pose a threat to me or attack me proactively, I will not make a move against them."
Afterward, the two signed a magical contract under the witness of righteousness and dark energy. Thus, neither party could go back on their word.
Regarding Old Daddy's intention to teach at the Magic Academy, the person most unhappy was naturally Nick Fury. After all, Old Daddy had been quite diligent as a consultant for S.H.I.E.L.D. during his tenure. Even if he hadn't revealed much of his true abilities, a mere trifle from him was enough for them to study and learn for a long time.
But now, Old Daddy was leaving. This meant that S.H.I.E.L.D.'s future development in magic could only be handed over to those useless fools in the Ministry of Magic. The mere thought of it gave Nick Fury a headache. However, Nick Fury also understood that no matter what he said now, it would be in vain. Instead, it might even incur Old Daddy's displeasure. It was better to let him go honestly and lay the foundation for future cooperation between the two sides.
"Thus, the contract is established."
Looking at the half of the contract burning in his hand, Bai Qi showed a victor's smile.
After all, with Bai Qi's current strength and resources, there wasn't much left that Chenlong could offer that was valuable and caught Bai Qi's eye. Or rather, the only thing that caught Bai Qi's eye was the magic knowledge in Old Daddy's mind and the experience accumulated over the years.
Don't let Bai Qi's words fool you. He only mentioned Old Daddy teaching for five years and even signed a contract. But Bai Qi was confident in the Magic Academy's foundation. Once Old Daddy witnessed the vast collection of books in the library and the numerous rare magical materials in the warehouse, he would surely be tempted. With a little more push and pull, even if they couldn't keep him, they could extract all the knowledge from his mind.
If they were lucky, there might even be some unexpected gains.
Unlike Bai Qi, who was in high spirits, Old Daddy's mood at this moment was extremely grim. Looking at the half of the contract burning in his hand, he felt a mix of emotions.
However, Old Daddy quickly composed himself and looked at Bai Qi, saying, "Holy Lord, I have signed the contract. Return my two disciples to me quickly."
"Easily done."
Bai Qi clapped his hands, and Shadow Ninjas carried Xiao Yu and Tarak out of the laboratory. Xiao Yu was small, so one Shadow Ninja was sufficient. As for Tarak, it was a bit more difficult. His massive size required two Ogre Ninjas to carry him, one in front and one behind, as they staggered out with him.
"Xiao Yu! Tarak!"
Old Daddy rushed forward, snatched the unconscious Xiao Yu from the Shadow Ninja, and then looked at the equally unconscious Tarak. He instantly became anxious, his face filled with grief and indignation as he looked at Bai Qi and asked, "What did you do to them!?"
"How could I have?" Bai Qi asked with a playful grin at the enraged Old Daddy. "I just took a few things from them."
"What things?"
"That's for you to find out. See them out."
As Bai Qi uttered the words "see them out," Chenlong and his group felt a powerful gust of wind blow towards them. Before they could react, this strong airflow swept them back the way they came, expelling them from the Shadow Kingdom.
Meanwhile, in the conference room, Coulson, holding the dwindling number of socks, was feeling sleepy. He had expected this to be a long process, but he hadn't anticipated it would be this protracted. Not only did he have to wait here for their return, but he couldn't do anything else, just stare at a smelly sock. Fortunately, Coulson had undergone professional training; anyone else would have been annoyed long ago.
Just as Coulson was contemplating finding someone to take over for a while, the remaining socks in his hand began to stir. Then, the shadow beneath their feet rapidly expanded, and Chenlong and his group were unceremoniously thrown out like garbage.
The group scattered in all directions across the conference room. However, the most unfortunate was Coulson, who not only wasn't part of this fantastical journey but was now pinned under the unconscious Tarak.
Tarak's massive physique almost suffocated Coulson.
"Sir, are you alright?"
Nick Fury, who had gotten up after hitting his bald head on the floor, staggered to his feet. After looking around, he reached out to help the closest person, Old Daddy.
"Old Daddy's old back can't take this kind of tossing around anymore."
With Nick Fury's help, Old Daddy finally managed to sit in a nearby seat, one hand supporting his lower back, panting heavily.
As Old Daddy lamented his aching back, he suddenly remembered something more important: the demon mark on Chenlong's hand hadn't disappeared yet.
Old Daddy had realized it, but it was already too late.
It was not easy for a normal person to resist the erosion of the demon mark. Even for Jackie Chan, who was bolstered by righteousness, complete erosion was only a matter of time. Previously, he had the motivation of saving Xiao Yu. Now that Xiao Yu and Tarak were rescued.
The goal that supported Chenlong in resisting the demon mark was gone. As Chenlong relaxed, he was instantly controlled by the demon mark.
"I! Will destroy you!"
Chenlong, controlled by the demon mark, fully awakened and transformed into a ruthless killing machine, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks on Sheriff Black, who had yet to get up.
Although Sheriff Black had trained before, that was in the past. Ever since he became the head of Section 13, he had been dealing with mountains of paperwork every day. His previous skills had long since faded.
Faced with Chenlong's sudden attack, he couldn't last even a minute before being knocked to the ground.
Two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents tried to subdue Chenlong by sheer numbers, but Chenlong, infused with the demon mark, was not only ferocious but also incredibly strong. Before they could even make a move, Chenlong pinned both agents to the ground with one hand each and delivered several powerful punches, leaving them in a sorry state.
Fortunately, this was S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Helicarrier, and he wouldn't be allowed to run rampant here.
At Nick Fury's command, a group of fully armed agents, wielding rubber batons and riot shields, rushed in and proceeded to subdue the rampaging Chenlong.
What? You might ask why they were only using rubber batons and riot shields. Well, he was Old Daddy's nephew, after all. Did you expect them to shoot him?