My gaze turned icy at once—he was the warlock who had tripped me up.

A cold smirk crept onto the corner of his lips: "You thought, having Feng Ruoxing bring me a sentence about a 'hypocrite' would make me deal with Zhang Fang?"

"I didn't misjudge you. You really are a good-for-nothing who relies on his ancestor!"

I looked at him, the cold light in my eyes intensifying.

But he transmitted his voice again: "I am Shang Xingyan, under the command of the Hell's Censorate, monitoring the illegal activities of the life borrowers. You are my first target."

At first, I didn't know the structure of the Underworld. Later, after Nie Xiaochun explained it to me, I understood the composition of the Underworld.

The Four Judges, the Ten Yama Envoys, mainly correspond to the capture and judgment of souls in both the yin and yang realms. The people in the sorcerer's path who can directly or indirectly contact them are these figures.

However, within the Underworld, there is also a complete system of officials.

Everyone knows that the underworld corresponds to the yang world. The Underworld, where ghosts live, also has professions such as scholars, farmers, craftsmen, and merchants. Countless souls naturally need someone to manage them. Therefore, the Underworld also has a management system corresponding to the ancient court.

The Three Departments and Six Ministries are all present, and of course, there is also the Censorate to supervise the various departments. However, ordinary ghosts don't deal with ghost officials, and sorcerers don't need to contact them, so these officials are basically unknown in the yang world.

I transmitted my voice back: "The Censorate? I think you're more like the Eastern Depot. Even the innocent are framed! You turn a blind eye to the truly guilty. How many benefits have you received from Zhang Fang?"

My words were very impolite, so much so that Feng Ruoxing kept winking at me from the side.

Shang Xingyan said furiously: "Presumptuous! How dare you slander the Censorate?"

I looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile: "Does what's happening here need me to slander anything?"

Shang Xingyan took a deep breath and said: "This official is only responsible for supervising the illegal actions of the life borrowers; the affairs of the yang world are not under my jurisdiction."

I looked at him coldly and said: "Is arbitrarily adding accusations also the duty of the Censorate?"

Shang Xingyan spoke with righteous indignation: "Life borrowers must conduct themselves in the world, and benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness are indispensable. Correcting mistakes is the duty of the Censorate."

"If you were blameless, would the Heavenly Punishment Secret Art be acting on you?"

"You solve the matter here. If you mess up again, come back to the Underworld with me to be punished!"

After Shang Xingyan finished speaking, he closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to look at me anymore. Feng Ruoxing, who was sitting next to him, looked at me with a helpless expression and quietly gave me several hand gestures.

I roughly understood Feng Ruoxing's gestures.

She meant to say that she originally thought Shang Xingyan was a life borrower sent by the judge, and could be considered her peer. She didn't expect that the other party was actually from the Underworld's Censorate. She was expressing her apology to me.

This Shang Xingyan was clearly targeting me, but no matter how I thought about it, I couldn't figure out when I had offended the Censorate.

Just as I was racking my brains, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck me: we had offended the Censorate.

To be precise, it wasn't me who had offended them, but Ye Yang who had offended them.

During the Little Yellow Springs mission, Ye Yang summoned Black and White Impermanence to execute a ghost official. That person was probably a subordinate of the Censorate, or else had some relationship with this Shang Xingyan.

These two were indeed birds of a feather.

While my expression darkened slightly, someone suddenly said: "These clothes are wrong! Li Po has already entered!"

As soon as the other party finished speaking, my heart sank.

The person holding my clothes said: "Legend says that Li Po is a descendant of the Snake King. Isn't this the Snake King's snake slough escape technique? Li Po must have just entered the house."

That person didn't see that I used the "Snake Slough Escape Technique" at first. Why would they suddenly remember it now, and so perfectly timed?

I glanced slightly at Shang Xingyan, and the latter revealed a cold smile on the corner of his lips.

Was he behind this?

Shang Xingyan didn't seem afraid that I knew he was secretly plotting. Not only did he not try to hide it, but his lips were also trembling slightly.

The person holding my clothes immediately said: "That Li Po is extremely audacious. Maybe he relied on that just now to sneak in. Let's count the number of people to see if it's right?"

As that person turned his head, I also followed suit and looked down at him.

Although I wasn't afraid of these sorcerers, I didn't think it was worth it to fight them head-on like this. Moreover, this was the result Shang Xingyan wanted to see the most.

Before I could think of a solution, someone shouted: "There are too many people! There's one extra person in the house!"

"Light the fire, quickly!" Sorcerers might not carry flashlights with them at all times, but they definitely carry yellow incense and white candles.

Someone lit a few candles and walked to the middle of the room: "Now, come to our side one by one. No one move. Pay attention to the people around you."

"After we check one person, stand in the corner of the room. Now, if anyone moves, immediately attack them with hidden weapons. Show no mercy."

"Now, start from that side and walk towards me one by one. No one move..."

The direction that person pointed to was where I was. The smile on Shang Xingyan's face, who was sitting in the distance, grew even more pronounced. He wanted to watch me be besieged by sorcerers again.

This time, it seemed like a life-or-death battle was inevitable.