The Poison Chaser subconsciously activated his Insight skill, pure white light welling up in his eye sockets, while the longsword in his hand began to whirl.

A baleful aura containing the power of slaughter. This was the Swordsman's passive skill - Tremor!

Specialized in breaking ghosts and evil things, he entered combat mode in an instant, but still did not make up his mind. Killing to silence was not what he wanted, but leaving his post and even leaving the Five Elements Alliance was even more unwilling. He was caught in a dilemma.

The "Wandering Vagrant" behind the pillar was not as conflicted as he was, and he sprang out of the shadows without hesitation. He was a gaunt, gloomy, and ugly man. Of course, this was not his original appearance. Illusionists were the best masters of disguise in the world, able to change their appearance, temperament, and aura at any time.

The Wandering Vagrant's left hand dragged a dark and deep long whip, with illusory runes floating around the whip. It was obviously a prop specially designed for spiritual bodies. His right hand grabbed a copper mirror the size of a washbasin and shone it at the pre-ranked female Wraith floating in mid-air of the garage.

He wanted to force the Poison Chaser to make a decision with his own actions.

In the current situation, escaping the Five Elements Alliance or confessing guilt were both unaffordable prices. In comparison, killing an insignificant official Saint was the best choice.

The Poison Chaser's face twitched for a while, his chewing muscles bulged, and he seemed to have made some kind of decision. He blocked the "Wandering Vagrant" with his sword and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

The Wandering Vagrant stared at him coldly, "Are you sure you want to become a wanted criminal with me?"

The Poison Chaser's left broken eyebrow twitched, and he took a deep breath, "Let's go."

The Wandering Vagrant snorted coldly, "A woman's kindness, you are just like your father, you will never achieve great things in your life!"

At this moment, a calm voice came from the direction of the ramp at the entrance of the underground parking garage, "You can't escape. Since I'm here, none of you can leave."

The two held their weapons and looked warily in the direction of the ramp. A figure walked out and appeared in their field of vision. It was unexpectedly the Fire Master who called himself "Sanqing Daozu."

"Poison Chaser, you are an official executive, you should know that colluding with evil professions is a capital crime!" Zhang Yuanqing's face was cold, and his tone was stern. "I just heard your legend tonight, and I knew there was something wrong with it. Now it seems that those so-called glorious achievements are just illusions faked by you colluding with evil professions. Your trick of swiping political achievements is quite unique."

The Poison Chaser clenched his sword hilt, arched his back, tensed his muscles, and said in a deep voice, "I have my own difficulties, but since you have already discovered it, I have nothing to say. Sanqing Daozu Executive, I only ask you to spare one person and let me leave."

"Bah!" Zhang Yuanqing sneered, "You committed a capital crime and still want to leave?"

The Wandering Vagrant's eyes narrowed slightly, and his killing intent rose sharply.

The Poison Chaser smiled bitterly, knowing that a battle was inevitable.

Huh, he didn't do anything, Zhang Yuanqing stopped probing and changed the subject, "I have a few questions to ask you. If your answers satisfy me, I can pretend that tonight's events didn't happen."

The Poison Chaser was stunned and said, "Okay, are you trying to buy time?"

"You only have one chance!" Zhang Yuanqing asked in a high and cold manner, "What is your relationship with this Dream Manipulator?"

The Poison Chaser couldn't help but glance at his companion disguised as an ugly man, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Brothers, blood brothers." Zhang Yuanqing asked again. "Half-brothers with different mothers."

"Don't play games with me, I'll get angry. He is my father's adopted son."

"So you use him to swipe political achievements?"

"Maintaining border security and eliminating black forces is our common ideal and pursuit." When the Poison Chaser said these words, his expression was meticulous, as if he was swearing to the national emblem.

The Wandering Vagrant sneered, "That's your pursuit and ideal. What I want is revenge."

"No interest factors, not a cooperative relationship based on interests, but a brotherly and familial relationship?"

Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, "I understand."

"Now please go back first, I want to talk to this Dream Manipulator."

The Poison Chaser's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said in a deep voice, "If you still refuse to let us go...!"

At this moment, the Wandering Vagrant saw a ghostly shadow floating out of "Sanqing Daozu"'s body. Without any disguise, it was a woman with a beautiful face and charming eyebrows and eyes.

He was first stunned and thought for a moment, then remembered who this Wraith was. Then, thinking of her master, the Wandering Vagrant's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said quickly, "Go back first."

The Poison Chaser's cold and serious face froze slightly, and he turned his head in astonishment to look at his companion.

"Go back first, I'll be fine." The Wandering Vagrant repeated.

The Poison Chaser looked at him carefully and found that his gloomy and cold-blooded brother had put away his hostility and killing intent.

Who is he? The Poison Chaser's expression towards Sanqing Daozu changed. After pondering for a few seconds, he said, "Be careful." He put away the longsword, turned and walked towards the depths of the underground garage. His footsteps echoed in the empty space and then disappeared.

Confirming that he had left, the Wandering Vagrant took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his pocket and put them on. His facial features then returned to the honest-looking middle-aged man he was. He said lightly, "Why are you here?"

"I came to catch a wanted criminal. My Spirit Servant saw you last night. I didn't believe it. I deliberately called Kou Beiyue to ask, and I found out that you are from Gui Province." Zhang Yuanqing laughed.

The Wandering Vagrant nodded, his hands in his pockets.

"Need any help?"

He didn't exchange pleasantries, and he didn't seem enthusiastic, but his tone was calm and without vigilance, like underground party members meeting. Although they were meeting for the first time, they all knew that they had common beliefs and ideals, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were comrades who could entrust their lives to each other.

Team members were like this, they had no friendship with each other, but they had a belief that was more important than friendship, a common belief.

Yuanshi Tianzun was a person recognized by Master Wuhen, a person who was allowed to enter the Buddhist temple to listen to scriptures, so the Wandering Vagrant agreed with him, and deep in his heart, he believed that he had a trace of pity for Yuanshi Tianzun.