Even after the door disappeared, Mingzhuo's expression remained indifferent.

He Wangyao secretly glanced at her. He wasn't saying anything, but the boss's expression didn't seem like that of an outsider.

Could it be that the extermination of the Shadowmoon Clan was truly orchestrated by the leader? Given her violent nature, it doesn't seem impossible.

...Yeah, right!

Is the eldest sister that kind of person? Although she can be a bit violent at times, it's because she has the ability to quickly solve all problems with violence.

Actually, she still has principles and bottom lines. When she participated in the "Life Exchange" program before, although she hit someone, it was because the other party did not keep their promise.

Moreover, it was the production team deliberately stirring things up and playing a trick on her.

Judging from her performance on the show, she is actually the one who follows the rules the most.

Other children, to varying degrees, either slack off, question the rules, or try to outsmart the system by exploiting loopholes.

Even someone as well-behaved as Cheng Jingru would subconsciously have some opinions or questions about the rules when faced with some tasks arranged by the production team.

Only by being clear-headed, strictly and meticulously following the rules, and even shamelessly declaring that one prefers games with rules, can one win without feeling guilty.

Back then, many people criticized me for being shameless and a big talker. How could I be so sure I could win no matter what? It's hilarious.

Looking back now, He Wangyao realizes that Ming Zhuo really never makes empty promises. She's a pragmatist, and she always does what she says she will do.

At the time, the audience and the production team were completely unaware of Mingzhuo's power.

Mingzhuo: "Why are you looking at me like that? Come over and help me."

The person stood there, their expression shifting repeatedly, seemingly lost in thought.

Li Wenhe shoved the incense and candles he was holding into He Wangyao's hands, saying, "Mature offerings will set up their own altars; don't hold them back."

He Wangyao: "..."

I'm so angry! This person went too far!

The four of them returned to the same hall. Mingzhuo suddenly stopped and looked at a door on the side.

Hou Zhihui hurriedly stepped forward, "This is the office of the association's vice president, the eldest son of the Jiang family, Jiang Yunli... wait?"

He gave it a push casually, and to his surprise, the door opened.

The interior space is actually quite large, with screens separating the office area, rest area, and reception area.

A man in a suit and tie is taking a nap on a sofa behind a screen; his shadow can be vaguely seen.

"I'm sorry, Chairman Jiang, I didn't mean to..." Hou Zhihui peeked in and hurriedly tried to back out.

Mingzhuo stood still. "Didn't you notice? He didn't react at all."

Hou Zhihui paused for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening.

They didn't make any noise when they opened the door, but Jiang Yunli didn't notice anything, which was obviously wrong.

Mingzhu walked past him and went directly behind the screen. He looked at the person lying on the soft couch, who was the same person who had spoken on the stage earlier and asked them to sit down.

The young man had slightly curly hair, his glasses were off and placed to the side, his hands were folded over his abdomen, and his face was so peaceful that it seemed as if he was just asleep.

Hou Zhihui: "How could this be? Didn't Chairman Jiang leave a long time ago? Was he assassinated?"

He suddenly realized something, and his expression subtly changed. "Could it be that Shen Ruodi forcibly extracted his soul..."

"Who knows?" Ming Zhuo said indifferently. "Just call Shen Ruodi over and ask him, and we'll know for sure."

——

Jiang Yuncheng received the news and located Shen Ruodi's hideout in Xiangshi.

He touched the money sword in his arms, full of confidence. This time, he would definitely be able to cut down that evil spirit and avenge his previous humiliation.

He was careless last night, which allowed a girl from mainland China to steal the spotlight. Now that he has his grandfather's magic weapon, what is there to be afraid of?

No matter how powerful that little girl's magic sword is, can it be more powerful than this treasure that has slain countless evil spirits?

"Fourth Young Master, that group of people hasn't come out," someone whispered in his ear.

Jiang Yuncheng sneered, "Isn't that great? They've evacuated everyone, cut off the power, and when asked, they just say they don't know, aren't clear, and didn't see anything."

I had just given the instructions when I turned around and saw a car parked in front of me.

"Why is Big Brother here?" Jiang Yuncheng was startled, but quickly regained his composure.

My brother is so busy with work that he wouldn't have time to pay attention to a few mainland tourists. Tonight, he's going to teach those people a lesson.

He thought for a moment and then instructed, "You all go in first, I'll talk to my brother for a while."

The others understood. In this battle against evil, the underlings would naturally lead the charge. Only when they were almost exhausted would the Fourth Master descend from the sky in a grand entrance, turn the tide, and save everyone from the clutches of the evil spirit.

A group of people rushed into the house at the end of the alley.

As dusk falls, the setting sun disappears, leaving the light dim and hazy.

Jiang Yuncheng guessed that his older brother had probably been working in the car and lost track of time, since all the big and small affairs of the association were handled by Jiang Yunli, and he also had to manage his own small company.

As ordinary people, since we can't fight ghosts on the front lines, we can only work hard on these kinds of things.

Jiang Yuncheng smiled and knocked on the car window. "Brother, official business is never-ending. Take a break."

With a click, the car door unlocked, and a voice came from inside, "Come in."

Jiang Yuncheng: "Let's forget about that. Why don't you come with me, brother? Although there's a magic array on the car, it's not absolutely safe. I'm worried about leaving you alone."

He thought to himself, "I'll make you see for yourself just how powerful your fourth brother is."

I'm determined to kill Shen Ruodi this time. The 50 million yuan reward is mine, Grandpa's praise is mine, and all the glory is mine alone.

As an ordinary person, you must not feel too inferior at that time.

Seeing no movement inside, he inwardly mocked the other man for being a coward, but his hand still opened the car door. "Brother, don't be afraid, I'll protect you..."

The man inside the car leisurely "watched" him.

When Jiang Yuncheng saw that face clearly, he was startled. It was Shen Ruodi!

He thought to himself, "Luckily, I had the money sword in my hand after getting off the carriage!" He immediately thrust the sword forward, shouting, "Demon, submit to death!"

The people inside the car didn't even move.

He caught the sword with a simple raise of his hand, and that was all. He caught the blade and then held the money sword in his hand.

Jiang Yuncheng was dumbfounded. How could this be? This was the Money Sword! An ancient divine weapon, capable of slaying evil spirits and demons, with unparalleled power!

No, that's wrong! Grandpa said there's a restriction on this sword that suppresses its killing intent; all we need to do is remove the restriction!

He took a deep breath, began to chant incantations to break the seal, and desperately activated the money sword.

This worked! A sword shadow suddenly appeared on the blade, and he was overjoyed. He commanded the money sword to quickly cleave the evil spirit in two.

Shen Ruodi sighed softly, a strange smile curving his lips, and raised his hand to pat Jiang Yuncheng's shoulder.

A flash of light appeared, and his expression changed slightly. Then, it was as if an invisible hand in the air pulled him up sharply!

Jiang Yuncheng was confused, but he saw this as an opportunity and immediately grabbed the money sword and pounced on it.