What the hell is there to investigate!

The two old wooden doors stood half-closed, the paint on the threshold long since peeled away to reveal the gray-white raw wood beneath.

The Nine Netherworlds Divine General stopped before the door, his brows knitting slightly.

He truly had no idea what that fool Liu Qingshan was up to.

The Heavenly Patrol Regional Command established by the Heavenly Court in Cloud Prefecture, commanding the Sky Patrol Guards of an entire province...

What an imposing institution that should have been!

Yet Liu had turned it into such a shabby, down-and-out place.

Even if it was to throw people off the scent, to hide greatness amid the city, there was no need to make it look like a beggar's den.

Wasn't he afraid people would laugh their teeth out at the sight of it?

Still.

As a divine general of the Heavenly Court, he naturally had no interest in such trivial nonsense.

With that thought in mind.

He raised the sole of his heavy boot and kicked the wooden door hard.

A thunderous crash exploded through the quiet alley.

The weather-beaten door did not even have time to creak before it crashed inward, kicking up a cloud of choking dust.

The dim light inside the shop was instantly torn apart by the sudden intrusion.

The Nine Netherworlds Divine General shook out his cloak, strode over the threshold, then cast an indifferent glance inside. "Where is Liu Qingshan? Tell him to get the hell out here."

"..."

Amid the swirling dust, an old man who had been dozing was startled awake by the sudden bang. He sat there, unable to react for a moment.

A few breaths later.

Elder Liu frowned, a trace of displeasure flashing through his eyes. He was just about to flare up when he looked ahead and recognized the