State-Bestowed Daoist Name, Grand Daoist Long Ming

After the security team members left in shock and confusion, Secret Bureau investigators quickly converged on this area.

We stared at the balding, middle-aged leader with a paunch, who looked amiable but was terrifyingly powerful.

Master even quietly asked Pan Ling beside him,

"Miss Pan, is there something wrong with him?"

Pan Ling shook her head.

"No, but... but his aura is so... so powerful. Utterly hard and utterly yang..."

Even Pan Ling's voice was trembling.

That alone showed how unfathomable the man before us was.

"You should return the bronze mirror to me now, shouldn't you?"

The Secret Bureau team member called Xiao Chen suddenly spoke.

I hurriedly handed it over.

"I'm sorry! I offended you just now. Circumstances forced my hand. I truly apologize."

The Secret Bureau team member snatched the bronze mirror away without saying anything else to me.

The conflict from before had not been entirely resolved.

Still, their hostility toward me had lessened considerably.

At the same time, Feng Shuang jogged toward the middle-aged man.

"Director Long, Secretary Chang is a Nine Corpse Tower spy. He impersonated you and came here just now..."

Director Long raised a hand.

"Report to me later."

"Yes!"

Feng Shuang answered crisply.

Director Long also walked over to us.

The imposing aura he had displayed earlier was completely gone, and he instead seemed exceptionally kind and approachable.

He swept his gaze over us with a smile still on his face.

Then, using a Daoist hand seal, he greeted Master and Daoist Qingshan with, "Infinite blessings."

Master and Daoist Qingshan naturally did not slight him and returned the greeting.

He was a true powerhouse. Even someone as proud as Master had become rather low-key before him.

After the greetings, Director Long introduced himself with a chuckle.

"Greetings, everyone. My surname is