Xia Yiqian originally thought that she could go home directly after the show. After all, it was really tiring to lead a group of people who were difficult to lead on a metaphysics show.

You can say that they don't know anything, but they really do know a little bit of everything. But if you say that they know everything, they are all just wandering around with half a bottle of knowledge.

If it weren't for the fact that she could gain a lot of faith points, she wouldn't want to get involved in these things even if she was beaten to death.

Wouldn't it be happy for him to be supported by a sucker and eat snacks as much as he wants every day?

"Miss Xia, what are you thinking about?"

Xia Yiqian came back to her senses and looked at the two people sitting on the sofa opposite her again, with a look of despair on her face.

"I said I won't join."

The man opposite, wearing a gray uniform, with a crew cut and sharp features, pursed his lips, and his forehead wrinkles unconsciously deepened a little.

"Our department is recognized by the state and is specifically designed to manage and assist special talents like you. As long as you follow the rules, we will absolutely not do anything to harm you."

Xia Yiqian looked at him and sighed.

These two people were among a group of people who suddenly appeared after they came out of Qingyun Temple.

It is said that it is a special department of this country that is specifically responsible for managing these special people.

They asked her to join their organization right away, but the problem was that she was a zombie now. After joining a human organization, it would be more like "supervision" than "joining".

She had seen too many things like this before and had long since stopped listening to nonsense.

"I don't want to be watched."

The man frowned. "This isn't surveillance, but rather a form of behavioral regulation. As long as you don't do anything harmful to society, we'll be fine."

Miss Xia, I hope you can understand that your existence is too special and we cannot let you wander around alone."

When he said this, his tone became heavier and his eyes and eyebrows became sharper.

Xia Yiqian raised her eyelids and glanced at him lightly, "Are you blackmailing me?"

She clearly didn't emit any evil spirit at this moment, but her aura made people feel very scared.

The man pursed his lips and said, "I just hope you can make the right choice, otherwise you might end up getting yourself and the important people around you into trouble."

"Heh!" Xia Yiqian, who originally had no expression on her face, finally became gloomy.

The black evil energy on his body suddenly burst out, instantly wrapping the two of them tightly.

"Just you guys?

It won't take me a second to kill your whole team."

The man and the person who came with him to silence him were strangled by Xia Yiqian with murderous aura, just like a fish pulled out of the water and strangled by Jing Bo. They tilted their heads back and tried hard to breathe in oxygen, but they were unable to breathe at all.

His eyes were slightly bulging, his face was flushed red, and he looked like he was about to collapse.

“Dangdangdang!”

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, but no one in the room responded.

"Click." The door was opened, and an old man with a white beard and wearing a gray Zhongshan suit walked in with his hands behind his back. He was stunned at first when he saw the scene in front of him, and then his expression became a little angry.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, and when he turned to look at Xia Yiqian, his eyes and brows showed the kindness that only belonged to an old man.

"Sir, these two young people are ignorant, so please don't bother with them.

Let’s give them another chance to mend their ways.”

Xia Yiqian opened her eyelids and glanced at him, "Are you in the same group?"

No need to listen carefully, anyone can tell that a hostile mentality has arisen.

The old man laughed and said, "We are in the same group, but we are not in the same group."

He walked step by step to Xia Yiqian with his hands behind his back and sat on the sofa.

“I’m older and I don’t have the same passion as young people.

When encountering some unnatural special factors, the attitude I advocate is to live in harmony. As long as everyone wants to create a beautiful China, then we are all one family!

Which organization is it, what behaviors does it follow, and why should we care?

I wonder if you feel the same way, sir?"

The old man was sitting next to two people whose necks were pinched by the evil spirit. His expression was calm and he didn't show any sign of panic. He exuded a calm and composed temperament.

Xia Yiqian looked at him and blinked, feeling that this man's temperament was a bit like her royal grandfather.

For some unknown reason, he gave people a feeling of security.

After thinking about it, he threw the two people who were entangled with evil spirits aside. Ren Ping and the others were coughing violently, but he didn't even look at them.

His eyes fell on the old man and he said whatever he wanted to say, "I don't want to join any organization, and I don't want anyone to bother me."

She only wanted faith points, and didn't need to get involved in the conflicts between other organizations. She had seen too much in the palace since she was a child, and she didn't want to waste her time on that.

The old man nodded and said with a smile: "I think this is also good.

"I wonder if there is anything you most want to do, or something you particularly hate?"