The burly man nodded, then shook his head.

"I also felt that something was fishy at first, and was afraid that the man was a spy from somewhere else, but later I talked to him for a few words.

I found that he had no internal strength, his steps were unsteady, and his eyes were filled with fear. He must be a servant in Zhou's mansion."

When everyone saw that the boss thought there was no problem, they thought that there should be no problem at all.

They have been on missions together for many years, and in many dangerous moments, in addition to relying on their solid kung fu, they also rely on the boss's accurate intuition.

"In that case, I will take the evidence back to Beijing right away." The scholar-looking man decided.

The burly man nodded upon hearing this, "Okay, then I'll go with you so I can take care of you on the way."

Here, the Fourth Prince's subordinates were preparing to return to the capital, but Xu Jinhuan changed his appearance again and used his lightness skills to fly back to the ghost market in the city.

"Lord God of Land, are you back?" Uncle Lin San asked in surprise as he looked at the teacup that suddenly flew up in front of him and the tea that quickly became empty.

Xu Jinhuan replied: "Yes, I am back. Did you find out anything from the interrogation?"

Master Lin scratched his head in annoyance and knelt on the ground very simply, "Lord God of Land, please forgive me, it seems that some of those people are trained as assassins.

Although we removed their jaws before waking them up, a few of them still died by hitting their heads against the wall when we weren't paying attention.

As for the other people who are still alive, most of them don’t know the true identity of the person above, and the few who know something only know that the person behind the scenes is from the capital.”

Master Lin sighed when he said this, "I think only the dead ones know the true identity of that person."

Xu Jinhuan did not blame Mr. Lin Sanye. After all, she had learned everything she needed to know from Mr. Zhou, the richest man.

But we can't let him off easily, otherwise there would be no organization or discipline at all.

"Lin Laosan, your merits and demerits this time offset each other. If you continue to do things like this in the future, the person in charge of this ghost market should be replaced." Xu Jinhuan said coldly.

Lin Laosan immediately kowtowed respectfully, "Yes, Lord God of Land, thank you for your magnanimity."

Xu Jinhuan said calmly, "Take those people in the prison back to the county government office and hand them over to Magistrate Su. Also, I need to accumulate strength to return to the divine throne. Unless something serious happens, I will not deal with human affairs."

At this moment, a familiar system broadcast voice suddenly sounded in Xu Jinhuan's mind.

[Ding ding, congratulations to the host for breaking through the belief value point. The new function has been successfully activated! ]

Xu Jinhuan was stunned after hearing this. There was actually a new function. She wanted to see what it was.

As she thought about this, she opened the system and saw some changes on the faith value page.

Two cute little figures appeared where there was originally a single numerical value.

Both figures are smaller versions of Xu Jinhuan. At this moment, they are sitting cross-legged in the air with their eyes closed, and there is a slight golden light flashing on their bodies.

Xu Jinhuan lightly touched one of the small statues and found that at that moment her soul seemed to be split into two, one half in her body and the other half went to the place where the statue was.

She first released some mental energy to observe the situation around the portrait, and was surprised to find that this was actually the slums of the capital.

The figure she possessed was actually a crooked carved wooden plaque. There was also an equally dilapidated incense burner on the table, with a lot of burnt incense sticks in it.

"God of mercy, please bless my mother to get well soon. I don't want to lose my only relative."

Hearing this, Xu Jinhuan looked down and saw a ragged little boy kowtowing to the wooden sign.

The moment he kowtowed sincerely, she seemed to see the life trajectory of the little boy in one year.

The mother died, he was kidnapped by bad guys, sold to Nanfeng Pavilion, was beaten when he tried to escape, and the last thing that appeared on the screen was a rolled-up straw mat...