Xiangnan Province, Sih Hu City.
A middle-aged man with slightly graying hair stepped out of a stretched limousine, followed by a young woman with long hair.
"Father, are we really opening a branch company in Sih Hu City? This is right next to Qian Hu City, which is the territory of Rui Xing Group," a man who appeared several years older than the middle-aged man asked with a frown.
"What, Jian Da, are you scared? Think our Ke Wei can't contend with that brat's Rui Xing Group?" the middle-aged man asked in a low voice.
Zhang Jian Da said with a headache, "Although Rui Xing Group has developed rapidly, its current scale is far inferior to Ke Wei."
"But their market here has already been preempted. Wherever we open our branch company, the prospects will be better than here. There's no need to confront Rui Xing Group head-on. They won't give us business just because we are Ke Wei..."
The middle-aged man snorted, "I've already decided. It must be here. You don't need to say anything more. Go and prepare. I'm still in charge of Ke Wei."
Zhang Jian Da sighed, shook his head, and moved away from the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man had absolute authority in Ke Wei Group. Even though he was his son, he couldn't change his decision.
Indeed, that middle-aged man was Zhang Jian Da's father, the founder of Ke Wei Group, Zhang Ke Wei!
Wen Wen had met Zhang Ke Wei once more than a year ago. At that time, Zhang Ke Wei was just a terminally ill old man, but now he looked several years younger than his son.
After Zhang Jian Da left, the woman behind Zhang Ke Wei whispered a few words into his ear.
Zhang Ke Wei chuckled after hearing her, "You're saying that Feng Rui Xing, who founded the supernatural organization SRS Foundation a few months ago, is its president?"
"What does that have to do with me? I'm just a businessman, here to do business properly. Can he send supernatural beings to assassinate me?" Su Dan Novel Network.
The woman was silent, then stood behind Zhang Ke Wei again.
The Hunter Association provided some specific protection for major entrepreneurs like Zhang Ke Wei, usually by having retired demon hunters act as their bodyguards. Wang Qin was the supernatural being responsible for protecting Zhang Ke Wei.
She had given him the reminder. Whether Zhang Ke Wei listened or not was not her concern.
...
Gray mist floated everywhere in the sky. The entire world seemed to have no other color.
This was the intermediate zone between the inner world and the real world.
Wandering souls did not have stronger powers than other souls, but they could move according to their will, meaning they could evade the hunting of monsters.
Although their speed was not fast enough to escape monsters, their taste and nutritional value were not higher than other souls, so monsters were usually too lazy to deal with them.
In these pale streets, a white-clothed woman with flowing long hair was drifting in a certain direction with a ferocious expression.
Her features were displaced, her white clothes were mostly stained with blood, and her tongue was about a foot long. Seeing her would likely terrify someone half to death.
This white-clothed woman was a wandering soul that had happened to awaken self-awareness. However, she was not there to scare people, but to escape for her life.
These wandering souls, in this gray fog, although their lives were not exactly comfortable, they had never experienced such danger.
Today, she was preparing to sell herself to exchange some small items for wandering souls to enjoy from a rough-and-tumble wandering soul.
But as soon as she entered, she found that the rough-and-tumble wandering soul had been caught. She hurriedly prepared to escape, but unexpectedly, the one who caught the rough-and-tumble wandering soul then madly chased after her.
How many years had they, these wandering souls, survived here? When had they ever suffered such humiliation?
Wasn't this monster insane?
Instead of eating the freshly roasted, fragrant roast duck, it insisted on catching a duck with shit stuck to its tail and eating it?
Only when she could no longer hear the sounds behind her did the white-clothed wandering soul stop. Before she could catch her breath, she found her hair being grabbed and dragged in a direction.
She endured the intense pain and looked back, only to see a tall monster wearing a gray robe.
This monster had a sharp red tail, and the large hand holding her was also red. Moreover, there was a very pungent smell on its body...
It was the smell of sulfur!
This was a demon!
...
On the side of a street in Sih Hu City, a young man was grabbing an aunt, holding a reflective amulet, and talking eloquently.
"Auntie, I see your complexion is dark. I guess you are experiencing a disaster of bloodshed. So, I'll do a good deed. This dazzling blue amulet is for you."
"How much?" the stout aunt asked unpleasantly.
Lin Huan flicked his hair, "I see we have fate. How about this, I'll make a profit by spreading the word. Not one thousand eight, not even nine hundred ninety-eight, just ninety-eight, and you can take this dazzling blue amulet home!"
"You should wear it on you at all times, and drink more hot brown sugar water. The disaster of bloodshed will naturally fade away."
"You pervert!"
The aunt slapped Lin Huan with a "pa" sound, looked at him as if he were crazy, and ran away down the street.
Lin Huan reached out to stop the aunt, but finally stopped. If he called out again, the aunt might call the police.
"Hahaha..."
"I'm dying of laughter. Drink more brown sugar water. How could you think of that?"
Two young men walked over, slapped Lin Huan's shoulders heavily, and mocked him without mercy.
One of these men was Hu Yan Bing, whom Wen Wen had conveniently taken into the containment facility when he captured Dr. Feng, and the other was Su Nuo, a containment officer recruited in the Qing Ji Plateau.
Lin Huan pushed their hands away, "I didn't lie to her. She really has a disaster of bloodshed, and letting her drink more brown sugar water is for her own good..."
Su Nuo and the other were stunned, "No way, Brother Lin the fortune teller, can you really divine the future?"
Lin Huan said proudly, "If you want to open a supernatural agency like mine for half a year or so, you can also tell when a woman is going to have a disaster of bloodshed."
Hu Yan Bing rolled his eyes, "Isn't this the same disaster of bloodshed? Women have a few days every month that are hard to get through..."
"Forget it, I was just trying to get us some meal money. Who told you two useless guys to lose your wallets..."
Hu Yan Bing coldly snorted, "As long as the spirit is there, I can go without eating or drinking."
After the three of them argued for a while, Lin Huan looked at the direction the aunt had left with a solemn expression. Before the aunt left, he had subtly slipped the amulet in his hand into the aunt's handbag...