Chapter 28 Her News

策马扬鞭，look like very dashing, but Lawyer An was also very careful. After all, this wasn't flat ground but a mountain road, and a horse could easily stumble.

He wasn't worried about falling to his death, nor was he concerned about the cost of replacing a horse; he was thinking about what he'd do if his horse had a problem. Would he really have to walk down the mountain slowly?

Squeeze into a carriage with Boss Yingying?

Lawyer An didn't dare.

Or ride on the same horse with Feng Si'er and Xu Qinglang?

That would be too visually jarring.

Feng Si'er was still in a woman's body, and Xu Qinglang was even prettier than a woman.

Lawyer An was confident that his orientation was normal.

But he wasn't so sure about his physiological reactions.

Fortunately, after slowing down, Feng Si'er caught up. After all, they had worked together for so many years; they still had some tacit understanding.

"Once we get back to Lijiang Old Town, I'll be leaving."

Feng Si'er spoke first.

"Not going to chat about your feelings?"

Lawyer An asked.

Throughout history, when many great figures started their careers, they only needed to take care of the righteous and glorious aspects, while many tasks below were specifically handled by their subordinates.

Lawyer An clearly understood his role, and he also knew his boss's lazy nature. Letting the boss handle relationships would only lead to him swallowing them all.

"There's nothing to talk about."

Feng Si'er shook her head, seemingly unwilling to say too much.

"Reluctant to part?"

Lawyer An asked.

"Heh, what's there to be reluctant about?"

"Let's not talk about the past. You don't owe me, and I don't owe you. Let's just keep it simple, a purely transactional relationship. That way, we can get along more comfortably."

"Actually, I know you haven't been honest with me. You're hiding a lot of things from me."

Feng Si'er looked at Lawyer An, smiled, and revealed the full charm of a mature woman.

"Swearing allegiance, drinking chicken blood, and burning yellow paper are just like gambling on stones; half of it depends on fate and half on instinct. What's the point of telling you everything outright?"

Feng Si'er nodded, indicating that she understood Lawyer An's words.

"I don't need you to pledge allegiance now. That would disgust me, and it would disgust that person too. Just continue to climb the ranks in your underworld bureaucracy in peace, and when I need you, like today, just come running.

Believe me,

you'll get your share of the benefits in the future."

"Actually, if I said I wanted to pledge allegiance, you wouldn't want that either, would you?"

Lawyer An didn't answer.

"After all, having an eye within the middle ranks of the underworld is the most valuable thing for you.

An Buqi,

sometimes I really feel tired for you.

Living like this,

what's the point?"

"Hehe, we're all the same."

"Yes, I'm tired too, but from eating pickled cabbage."

Feng Si'er looked back and said directly:

"Alright, I'll go back to the Old Town to handle some things first, then I'll head down. You guys take your time.

Oh,

I recently got some news about her.

I'll tell you when I've found out more."

"News about her?"

Lawyer An looked dazed for a moment,

but was immediately replaced by seriousness.

Taking advantage of Feng Si'er not riding away yet,

he quickly asked:

"You should be promoted to Judge by now, right?"

"Hehe, of the Ten Yama Kings, one has fallen, not to mention the eight who were blown up are all in seclusion, licking their wounds. There's one who managed to escape unscathed and is now responsible for overseeing the underworld's high-level work.

But I don't want to go there.

Being an Inspector is actually quite free. Although Judges are prestigious, they're really like pet dogs raised by the Yamas; it's not easy to even come out for a trip."

"Which one is it?"

Lawyer An calculated in his mind.

Actually,

according to his boss's description, he could slowly figure it out. The one who died was King Equality Lu, eight were blown up, one by one excluding the possibilities, and the remaining one would naturally emerge.

"The Seventh Hall, King Tai Shan Dong."

Feng Si'er gave Lawyer An a meaningful look,

then urged her horse downwards.

"I'm off!"

Watching Feng Si'er ride away at a gallop,

Lawyer An smacked his lips.

He immediately shouted:

"Slow down, are you rushing back to hell or rushing to be reborn!"

Taking a deep breath, Lawyer An lit a cigarette, dismounted, and sat on a stone next to the road, waiting for his boss and the others to catch up.

Finding Feng Si'er for help was his idea. The fog in the Savage Mountain before was also his idea. His relationship with Feng Si'er was a bit complicated.

Even though they had used and betrayed each other,

they knew each other well,

especially their respective natures,

which they were both clear about.

So sometimes, working together was actually more convenient and suitable.

King Tai Shan Dong.

Exhaling a smoke ring and flicking off the ash,

Lawyer An fell into contemplation.

Ying Gou abandoned the things he had accumulated over countless years,

taking the boss on a wild ride in hell.

Was this really a coincidence,

or did he have his own purpose?

Although Ying Gou didn't seem like the type who liked to use his brain.

"Forget it, forget it, let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later. You have to give people a breather after something like this."

Even Lawyer An didn't dare to push his boss too hard.

He had just been promoted to Gold Constable; he needed to laze around for a while to replenish his energy.

After waiting for a long time, the group behind finally caught up, and Lawyer An remounted.

Zhou Ze saw that Feng Si'er was gone, but didn't ask anything.

Lawyer An went to negotiate the price with the horse farm owner; Feng Si'er had ridden the horse away, so he had to pay compensation.

Fortunately, Lawyer An was the type to casually give Yingying a card with tens of thousands of yuan on it to buy expired Nescafe.

He really wasn't short of this money.

The horse farm owner was quite satisfied.

It was already late at night when they got down the mountain.

They drove the car that was parked at the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain.

It was past two in the morning when they found a hotel on the outskirts of the Old Town and checked in.

Lawyer An went back to take a shower first,

then came to his boss's room door and knocked.

Yingying opened the door.

Lawyer An didn't see Boss Zhou's figure.

"Where's the boss?"

"The boss went downstairs to exercise after taking a shower."

"Exercise what?"

Lawyer An didn't understand.

"Exercise."

"He went to exercise?"

Lawyer An felt like he had heard the coldest joke of the century.

Then, right there at the door, Lawyer An smoked two packs of cigarettes, waiting until dawn when it was time for breakfast before Zhou Ze returned from the hotel's gym.

He didn't seem to be sweating, and even the towel around his neck was dry.

But Lawyer An didn't think his boss was just bragging; he must have really gone to exercise. As for why he didn't sweat, the reason was simple: the intensity of the gym's equipment wasn't enough to make him sweat.

Wow, has his physical fitness improved so quickly?

"What are you doing here?"

Zhou Ze asked as he entered the room.

"I can't sleep anyway, so I came to wait for you. Now that Feng Si'er is gone, we can try to get the reward."

Because the reward might involve the Lord of Mount Tai, they definitely couldn't do this while Feng Si'er was around.

"Oh, then wait for me for a bit."

Even though he hadn't sweated, Zhou Ze habitually took a shower, then came out wrapped in a bathrobe.

Perhaps it was because he had swallowed Mu Chengen, but Zhou Ze felt like he was full of energy with nowhere to release it. But he couldn't say these words to anyone, and other than being too energetic, there didn't seem to be anything uncomfortable about it.

He took out his constable's token and placed it on the coffee table.

"How do we do it?"

"Same as last time, take a piece of paper, write a note, then wait for the underworld's approval. It should be quick. There's a high probability it'll be a cultivation technique or something, but what if there's a surprise?"

Lawyer An rubbed his hands; he was very excited.

Yingying helped Zhou Ze find paper and pen. Zhou Ze picked up the pen, paused, and said, "What should I write specifically?"

"Just write a report, thanking the underworld for its cultivation and guidance;

then say that I definitely won't let down the underworld leaders' expectations, work hard, and die trying, that kind of thing. Anyway, it's all official clichés, just write something, no one will read it.

This part is usually fast-forwarded in singing competitions.

The meaning is to formally announce that I've been promoted to constable, and it's time to give me some benefits."

Zhou Ze nodded, wrote a few lines, and then, like last time, used his token to imprint the paper, leaving a mark. Then he opened the Gate to Hell and threw the paper in.

Next,

it was just waiting.

During this time,

Xu Qinglang also came in. He originally wanted to call everyone to have breakfast, but seeing that everyone was gathered together, he simply waited with them.

"So slow?"

Zhou Ze looked at Lawyer An.

"Good food is worth waiting for. The slower it is, the better the thing. It's likely not the kind of cultivation technique that starts with 'Underworld Order'. What if it's a magical artifact or something else? That would be a big win.

Lord Tai Shan was the master of the underworld back then. The ghost servant certificate he left behind must have corresponding things reserved. It definitely won't be bad, wait a little longer, wait a little longer."

Zhou Ze asked Yingying to make him two cups of coffee. It was the kind provided by the hotel in the room. Zhou Ze didn't care and took two sips casually.

Lawyer An wasn't even interested in looking at this cheap coffee.

His mouth was too spoiled.

After waiting for a while,

even the morning news on CCTV had ended.

Finally, there was movement in the black circle of the Gate to Hell.

"It's coming, it's coming out, it's coming out!"

Lawyer An was as nervous as a midwife.

He almost shouted, "Push, push, faster, faster!"

Zhou Ze was also a little nervous. It was his first time getting a reward from the underworld, and he was a little excited, like he was taking advantage of the government.

Regardless of whether the value was high or low, it just felt good in his heart.

Xu Qinglang and Yingying stood behind the two, also holding their breath and waiting.

Finally,

something came out,

and the Gate to Hell disappeared with it.

A talisman,

fluttered down,

landing on the coffee table where everyone had been sitting.

Five seconds,

dead silence;

Thirty seconds,

dead silence;

One minute,

dead silence.

Finally,

Lawyer An reached out and picked up the talisman.

Looking left, looking right,

looking up, looking down,

somewhat worried, somewhat puzzled, somewhat disbelieving, of course,

most importantly, there was also full of disappointment and madness,

using a tone of "are you f*cking kidding me,"

he said:

"Boss,

don't you think it's strange,

this talisman,

why does it look so familiar?"