The evil spirit was dead.
Jiang Qiao had burned it to death in the corridor.
The sheer ease of it stunned Zheng Fei. He had never imagined that such a troublesome evil spirit would be utterly helpless against Jiang Qiao. He had even been ready to step in and help fight it.
Fuck!
He definitely wasn't a newcomer.
He might have been a superpower user for years.
A thought flashed through Zheng Fei's mind.
But...
The Special Management Department hadn't been established for long, but superpower users had appeared much earlier. As far as Zheng Fei knew, some of the government's superpower users dated back ten years.
It wasn't until a few years ago.
Supernatural events had begun growing increasingly frequent, prompting the establishment of a dedicated department.
That was precisely the problem.
The government had been secretly searching for superpower users through various channels for a long time. They weren't looking for a needle in a haystack, either. Supposedly, they had a set of supernatural items that could locate them.
Like a radar scan.
Someone might evade detection in the short term, but given enough time, some trace would inevitably be found.
Then someone would turn up at their door to "check the water meter."
If Jiang Qiao had become a superpower user many years ago, he shouldn't have been able to evade the government's searches.
But if it had only happened in the past year or two...
Damn it!
He shouldn't be this powerful!
Zheng Fei's mind churned. Neither explanation seemed to make sense, and Jiang Qiao suddenly seemed shrouded in mystery from head to toe.
Watching the flames slowly die out, he said in amazement:
"Your strength is awe-inspiring, Mr. Jiang."
"How did that thing latch onto you?" Jiang Qiao ignored the compliment and asked, "Something seems