Carrying the gift Huo Fei had given him—five claw marks—He Bingquan angrily went up Fuding Mountain.

But this trip was destined to be fruitless for him. The canyon had already been thoroughly cleared by Huo Fei, leaving nothing but Huo Fei's unique demonic aura.

Min Wenzhi, holding the compass, frowned and said, "Director, Huo Fei has been here."

He Bingquan said angrily with a cold face, "He has erased all traces of his presence here. We've made a wasted trip. Now that he's taken action, we shouldn't expect to find any more clues."

After saying that, He Bingquan turned around and led the group down the mountain.

He came to Fuding Mountain in person, intending to find evidence that Huo Fei had illegally released the demons from the demon prison. That guy was arrogant and conceited; if they didn't curb his arrogance, he would really think that their Special Security Bureau was out of options.

As long as there is evidence, he can rally the crowd and launch a righteous attack on Huo Fei.

According to Minwen, one of the demons that appeared here last night used fists and palms. And as far as he knew, there was a black panther spirit extradited from Africa in Penang prison, and that demon used fists.

If he wasn't mistaken, the other three demons that appeared here last night must have come from prison.

He wanted to go to the prison to verify his guess, but the Monster Prison was Huo Fei's territory. With Huo Fei's cunning, even if he released the evil monsters in the prison, he wouldn't leave any evidence.

His departure was of no use.

However, this wasn't a complete waste; at the very least, his suspicions were confirmed. Huo Fei had not only secretly released the evil demon, but was also connected to the suddenly appearing Teng Snake. He just didn't know what Huo Fei was really plotting.

It seems we need to send more people to monitor Penang. Whatever he's plotting, we can't let him succeed.

He Bingquan's actions abruptly widened the gap between demons and humans. The demons simply wanted a place to survive, but humans, with their complex minds, were prone to speculating about conspiracies and schemes.

Was Huo Fei afraid? No, he wasn't.

He deliberately left his scent in the canyon to tell He Bingquan that he was protecting the demon race.

Although he was raised by humans and owes them a debt of gratitude, he has always been a demon with a clear stance. He can help humans deal with those evil demons, but he will not stand idly by and watch demons who are focused on cultivation be slaughtered by humans.

In fact, he had already clearly conveyed this point to the human cultivators when he first emerged from seclusion. Previously, everyone lived in peace, but all of this subtly changed two years ago.

He Bingquan took over the Special Security Bureau. He was stubborn and self-willed, and completely refused to listen to the opinions of others. At the same time, he hated evil and harbored deep prejudice against the demon race.

In the two years since he took office, he has targeted the monster prison at every turn, even cutting off its funding. He claimed that the National Security Bureau's budget was insufficient, and that since monsters wouldn't starve even if they didn't eat, what difference would it make if they missed a meal?

As soon as he took office, Huo Fei was put on the defensive at every turn. Not only that, every time he went to Shanghai for a meeting, He Bingquan would pull him aside and target him.

Huo Fei retreated step by step, having had enough of He Bingquan's self-righteousness. With the birth of Luo Mang and Yin Huan, Huo Fei knew there would be more trouble. He wasn't going to tolerate it anymore. Perfect timing! While He Bingquan was causing trouble, he would strike decisively, directly confronting the conflict and venting his anger.

He wanted to see how those old guys behind He Bingquan would quell his anger.

He Bingquan returned to Shanghai, and immediately arranged for people to secretly infiltrate Penang in order to keep a close watch on Huo Fei.

Huo Fei scoffed at this, completely ignoring his little tricks.

Penang is his territory. Trying to cause trouble in Penang is like an old man hanging himself, courting death.

Huo Fei went to Luohan Temple and arranged for the young monks of Luohan Temple to go to Penang, ostensibly to beg for alms! But while they were begging for alms, those with ill intentions who had infiltrated Penang were all locked up in the law enforcement hall of Luohan Temple the next day.

The balance between the demon race and the human race was unilaterally broken by He Bingquan, and the confrontation began in the sweltering summer.

Huo Fei's attitude was neither warm nor cold, but it was clear that he would no longer tolerate it. His tough measures shocked the others in the Security Bureau. Many of the senior members of the Security Bureau had already begun to have reservations about Director He Bingquan, feeling that this guy was just looking for trouble.

The ultimate goal of the Security Bureau is to protect the land of China, ensuring that China is not affected by alien creatures and can develop normally.

How much better it was in the past, when everyone had already achieved their goals.

With Huo Fei in charge, the demons traveling outside the demon realm are generally more cautious, each with a bottom line before acting. But now, the situation is somewhat unpredictable. If Huo Fei's attitude is leaked even slightly, the demons will immediately become unrestrained, inevitably causing chaos.

To put it bluntly, although cultivators take it upon themselves to subdue demons and monsters, who the hell has nothing better to do than chase after demons?

Demons are far more powerful than human exorcists. Their only weakness is their small number, putting them at a disadvantage in group battles. But in a one-on-one fight... even ten Taoist priests might not be able to defeat a single powerful demon.

Catching demons can be life-threatening. One wrong move and you could lose your life.

He Bingquan persisted in his own way, and eventually, the old Taoist priest Xiao exposed the matter and told the head of the He family.

The head of the He family was already in his nineties, rarely involved in the affairs of the younger generation anymore. He was now a hands-off manager, spending his time fishing or playing mahjong. When he received the message from Old Daoist Xiao, the head of the He family was engaged in a fierce mahjong battle with three old friends. He wasn't having a good day; he had lost about two hundred yuan that morning and was feeling quite frustrated. As soon as he received Old Daoist Xiao's message, the old man found someone to vent his anger on.

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