Forget about apologizing with a bundle of thorns on your back, quickly send Grandpa to find Old Wang and let him mediate! You've been in seclusion for ten years, has it made you stupid...?

The young man from western Hunan hung up the phone immediately, raised his hands, and said decisively:

"I confess, I admit that the Xiangxi Zombie Fist sect received benefits from the Ghostly Joyful Union Sect and immediately mobilized all its forces to wipe out the Joyful Union Sect!"

At the same time, several other young people who were also making phone calls had contorted and looked particularly unpleasant.

As the saying goes, a son can be a burden to his father. Who would have thought that someone who came to watch the show would end up being the one to be tricked by their elders?

They didn't need to think about what Fang Zong, the thug in a suit, would do.

But Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo are people they really can't afford to offend!

The Ghostly Spring Sect

The Ghostly Hehuan Sect

Ghostly spirit tablet chat group...

The young talents gathered in the sea of ​​fire and quickly discussed their plan. Suddenly, a murderous aura burst forth, forcing the fire back more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

We must, absolutely, and without fail make these bastards taste the wrath of a spoiled brat!

Within the Eastern Kingdom, many powerful families and clans in the Ghost-Slaying Teams, sects in the Dao Alliance, and even some reclusive individuals mobilized. Some sent out a single magic-level expert, while others sent out three magic-level seventh-stage experts. They beat some of their own 'idiots' senseless and then thoroughly investigated the entire Eastern Kingdom to find the hiding place of the three ghost families.

Amidst the smoke of battle, Fang Zong had already arrived in the territory of the Eastern Kingdom. Before the plane even landed, he jumped onto a fighter jet used in the exercise.

After showing his identification card, he sat down on the smooth cockpit glass of the fighter jet and made a phone call.

I called out, but the other party didn't answer.

Two calls, but the other party still didn't answer.

After three rings, the call connected, and the person on the other end said directly, "Give me three seconds to think."

Fang Zong shrugged with a smile, lit a cigarette, and puffed away inside the hood created by the little yellow cat's demonic energy.

Three seconds later, Murong Zhen sighed, "What a smart ghost!"

Clearly, Murong Zhen knew what Fang Zong wanted to say, and laughed, "Trying to deal with you emotionally is really just a despicable tactic. I think those ghosts have some brains too; they know you have two weaknesses."

He said softly, "Your first weakness is in Shancheng, but by now you've turned Shancheng into an impregnable fortress. We can only find a second weakness. Young talents throughout history have all had one flaw: they achieve success at a young age and can't handle setbacks. Many are heartbroken and turn from pearls to sand, while others become intoxicated by romance and gradually fade into obscurity. That's right, dealing with you from an emotional perspective is indeed the only way to defeat you."

Fang Zong narrowed his eyes: "You and they have a mutual respect?"

"No! I want to see which idiot misjudged your personality and underestimated your influence."

Murong Zhen calmly said, "First of all, they can't possibly succeed. Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo's personalities, as well as their cold relationship with their families, are obvious. Secondly, even if they succeed, you can't just become depressed and put aside your personal feelings to kill these guys who tricked you first!"

Whether they succeed or fail, they're all doomed. What else can you call them but idiots?

Well, you really know me!

Fang Zong laughed and recounted the story of the village of Maihar in India as a joke.

He said, "So, they still have a chance of succeeding."

“Uh,” Murong Zhen remained silent.

Then silence.

The miscalculation clearly dealt a blow to Murong Zhen, but he still admitted his mistake: "Alright, these four ghost families aren't idiots, they're just lacking in intelligence. Tell me, which four families are they? If I knew their lair, I would tell you without any concealment. You should know very well that I've been working for the Empress Dowager, and from beginning to end, we've never been simple enemies."

Fang Zong nodded. Apart from the matter of that infamous school, he didn't have much of a problem with Murong Zhen.

He wanted to tame ghosts, while the Queen wanted to tame living people; although they were opposites, they ultimately reached the same goal.

They all wanted 'universal harmony' and peace and stability, so if there were still ghosts to kill, he wouldn't bother chasing down the Empress, and the Empress wouldn't bother with him either.

"The Tomb of Passion was in India, but I destroyed it, so only three families remain."

Fang Zong mentioned the names of Youquan Sect, Hehuan Sect, and the Spirit Tablet Chat Group, and Murong Zhen hung up the phone.

Not long after, three GPS navigation coordinates were sent.

The three coordinates are far apart.

It roughly forms a triangle in the east, south, west, and north.

Fang Zong: "..."