They Made a Move, I Can Cooperate

As the captain of the Secret Bureau's Third Investigation Section, Feng Shuang certainly knew how to talk.

He immediately slapped a big label onto my master.

He worked for the authorities, and he had said he was taking me in to assist with the investigation, not to kill me outright.

His words sounded perfectly reasonable.

If we continued opposing him now, we would be opposing the authorities.

Even if my master was stronger than him, he could not possibly stand against the authorities.

But who would have thought that my master was completely unafraid and had no intention of agreeing to his demand.

He still refused to let them take me away.

Without a second thought, he snorted coldly.

"I'll say it again: my disciple is a good man. It is only because the arts he cultivates are different that he was able to plant the curse mark.

And don't even think about taking my disciple away alone."

Da Li, standing beside Feng Shuang, immediately darkened when he heard that.

"Old Daoist, I think you're an evil Daoist too. You're covering for your disciple.

Captain, I'll take the lead and capture him, earning merit for our Sixth Investigation Section."

Without even waiting for Feng Shuang to respond,

Da Li acted on his own. With a muffled roar, he drew his Peachwood Sword and lunged at my master.

My master did not even spare the kid a proper glance.

With a bang, he flicked the cigarette butt from his hand.

Da Li's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly dodged.

The cigarette butt flew past his body and struck a ceramic water vat behind him.

With a crack, the ceramic vat shattered on the spot.

My master had still held back. Otherwise, Da Li would never have been able to dodge it...

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