Is Your Dad Called Jia Zhengjing?

"Oh, what took you so long? I specifically waited for you instead of leaving with Wang Ye."

Wang Zhuo stood with his hands in his pockets, watching the four people approach through the woods.

"Hehe, come on, Wang. Thanks, thanks! You even waited for us. You're too kind," Zhang Chulan hurriedly said with an ingratiating smile.

Although he couldn't get a read on the man, he still offered a smile wherever he could.

This guy... why does it feel like he's deliberately getting close to us? We shouldn't have anything he'd set his sights on. Could it be that I'm just too handsome...?

Beside the cliff, the young Taoist in blue robes smiled at the gathered ability users.

"Everyone, if you have no other means, please cross using these ropes..."

The words were loaded with provocation, and many of the ability users standing there couldn't help frowning.

They were all hot-blooded young men. Who could stand being provoked like that?

"What the hell..." But Zhang Chulan saw things differently, already cursing up a storm in his head.

"Oh, for crying out loud! The Celestial Master Mansion keeps coming up with this useless crap~~"

An unmistakable northeastern accent rang out behind them. All five turned to look and saw a dark-skinned man in a tank top slurping instant noodles, with a woman clinging to his arm.

"Bro! Eat slower. Don't choke! Have a clove of garlic!"

"Hehe, my little sis sure knows how to look after me."

The buzz-cut man cheerfully ate the garlic, earning a look of utter disgust from the blond man in a sharp suit beside him.

"How many bowls have you eaten on the way here? Are you really that hungry?"

"Well, damn, a northeastern brother!" Wang Zhuo planted his hands on his hips.

Deng Youcai immediately replied, "Oh, hey, buddy! That accent sounds northeastern too. Whereabouts are you from?"

"Look at that big frame and those muscles. You're a handsome one, little bro!"

"I'm from Shanghai, bro, but I go to the northeast a lot."

"No problem, no problem. All our ethnic groups are one big family. We're all family!"

"Give me a shout next time you're in the northeast. I'll show you a good time."

"You bet!" The two soon had their arms around each other's shoulders and added each other on WeChat.

Xu Si held a cigarette in his mouth. "Well, this is a rare sight. Deng Youcai and Deng Youfu, you brothers came too."

"What do you mean, Deng Youfu..." Deng Youfu's eyelids twitched furiously. "Please call me by my English name, Smith."

"Oh, get lost. Smith, my ass. Shithead would suit you better. A few days drinking foreign booze and you've forgotten who you are."

"Not trying to lecture you, bro, but you're just too damn pretentious."

"..."

Wang Zhuo watched their bickering with great interest. Brothers this bizarre really weren't something you saw every day.

Besides, they were Shamanic Spirit Mediums, which made them even more unusual.

His original world might not have had genuine Shamanic Spirit Mediums, but this world really did.

Especially that Changbai Mountain Grandpa attached to Deng Youfu.

After watching one person after another cross, Zhang Chulan was still hesitating. Should he crawl backward or forward?

"Judging by those uniforms, you're from Nadutong, right?" A discordant voice rang out.

Jia Zhengliang, his hair dyed red, walked over and sized them up. His gaze lingered on Wang Zhuo for a long time, tinged with jealousy.

Did this guy grow up eating protein powder?!

"And you are, bro?" Zhang Chulan asked with an ingratiating smile, sticking to his principle of never making enemies.

"I'm from the west. My name's Jia Zhengliang..."

Wang Zhuo leaned in then, bending forward. "So when the east doesn't shine, the west does, huh~ Your dad wouldn't happen to be called Jia Zhengjing, would he?"

"With a taste for respectable women and married ladies?"

"Huh?!" Jia Zhengliang's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, as though he'd seen a ghost.

"How'd you know?!"

"My ma's done my pa over plenty of times for that."

Zhang Chulan's eyelids twitched furiously, and the corners of his mouth jerked. "Did the Monkey King send you two clowns?!"

"And that 'done'-you mean that in a respectable way, right?!!!"

Jia Zhengliang looked at Zhang Chulan in disgust. "What are you yammering on about?"

Zhang Chulan: ???

So it's fine when someone else does it, but not when it's me, huh!

I'm tired. Let it all burn!

"What are we even talking about? I didn't come here to shoot the breeze," Jia Zhengliang hurriedly corrected himself.

"I've got a good-for-nothing older brother who got beaten into a useless idiot by your company. I heard it was some scruffy young girl..."

Before he could finish, Wang Zhuo had already tidied Feng Baobao's hair, even putting it up in a bun.

"Really? Do we have someone like that in our company?"

"How come I've never heard of her?" he continued responding as he worked.

Zhang Chulan: O.o

???

Dude, do you even work for our company? How the hell do you have the nerve to say that?!

You lie without so much as blushing or missing a heartbeat!

Xu San and Xu Si hadn't expected this turn either. Fortunately, Xu San reacted quickly.

"We don't have anyone like that, Wang. He's probably got the wrong people."

Feng Baobao took out her phone, switched on the front camera, and gave a thumbs-up at her pretty updo. "Mm, that's real nice!"

Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands together. "Bro, you've definitely got the wrong people. There's nobody like that here. Don't worry. Once the Luotian Grand Ceremony is over, I'll personally help you find her!"

"..." Jia Zhengliang stood petrified.

"Do I look like a goddamn idiot to you?!"

Yes! ×4

Aside from Feng Baobao and Wang Zhuo, the other three's eyes had already betrayed them.

Jia Zhengliang gritted his teeth in anger. "Quit bullshitting me! I already investigated it. Feng Baobao!"

"Tch, you should've said so sooner. Wasted our effort," Wang Zhuo grumbled.

"Don't you know fooling an idiot is exhausting?"

"...Fuck all your uncles!!!" Jia Zhengliang completely lost his cool, clenching his fists until his knuckles cracked.

"Fine, Nadutong. I'll remember you!"

"You bastards better not run into me!"

With that, he shot across to the other side, not forgetting to kick away a stone by his foot before leaving. He was clearly furious.

"I didn't do anything!"

"I haven't even done anything yet!"

Zhang Chulan knelt on the ground, clutching his head and wailing. "I haven't even done anything yet! How did I end up getting all the hate?!"

"How the fuck does that make sense?!!!"

"Bro, don't go! Let me talk my way out of this!!!"

Xu Si walked over to Wang Zhuo and patted him on the shoulder. "Nice work, kid. You've got a bright future. Want to consider working at Nadutong?"

"Do you offer the five social insurance plans and housing fund?"

"Of course, bro. We're a legitimate company. We offer even more benefits for people with disabilities."

"Okay!"

"Xu Si, stop randomly hiring people!" Xu San snapped at him.

Recruiting someone whose background was a mystery would absolutely be asking for trouble, especially when the man had seemed utterly fearless from beginning to end.

That made Xu San certain that his identity was anything but simple.

"No way. A man's word can't be taken back. If you go back on it, I'll hang myself in your Nadutong shop. I'm a person with a disability, you know."

"And you, quit howling." With an arm around Feng Baobao's shoulders, Wang Zhuo picked Zhang Chulan up with one hand and instantly teleported across with the two of them using his domain.

Xu San: ?!!!!