Wan Jiao was speechless, but she still stuffed the ancestral tablet into the canvas bag and took it with her to Haicheng.
In the blink of an eye, she appeared outside the Haicheng Special Security Bureau branch. Then, with just one glance, she understood the intricacies of the situation.
Well... that's actually quite interesting.
Is setting up a barrier by the Special Security Bureau, or a barrier that completely cuts off contact with the outside world, a sign of being too long-lived, or overconfident and believing that one's own strength is invincible?
Wan Jiao was more inclined to believe the latter, after all, as the old saying goes: even ants try to survive, let alone humans?
The memorial tablet inside the canvas bag moved violently several times.
It was for no other reason than that Feng Nanshan's remnant soul in the rankings sensed a familiar aura.
It really was her.
It seems his hunch was right, and following along was definitely the right thing to do.
Thousands of years have passed, and she is still alive...
This was the first time Wan Jiao had ever encountered such a strong reaction to the ancestral tablet. Surprised, she didn't forget to make a bold guess, "Ancestor, do you know the guy causing trouble here?"
The ancestral tablet moved slightly, signifying acknowledgment.
Wan Jiao: "..."
No wonder the founder insisted on coming along, it turns out...
"Grandmother, shall I go in now?" Wan Jiao asked.
The memorial tablet inside the canvas bag shifted slightly.
With a raised hand, Wan Jiao used her spiritual energy to draw talismans in the air and strike the barrier, preparing to step inside.
Just then, a man in his early twenties suddenly appeared out of nowhere and blocked Wan Jiao's path with a wary expression. "Who are you? What do you want by standing outside the Special Security Bureau?"
Wan Jiao looked at the man.
He's decent-looking, has a decent physique, and his strength... According to the classification of esoteric practitioners in the esoteric world, she could tell at a glance that the man in front of her was a level seven esoteric practitioner.
Their skills are decent.
He is upright and has never taken a life; he is a pillar of the metaphysical world, but he seems to be a little mentally challenged.
"Are you from the Haicheng Special Security Bureau?" Wan Jiao asked the man.
"It doesn't matter where I'm from, but as long as I'm here, you woman can forget about getting in."
Wan Jiao: "..."
Okay, she took back her previous thought. The man in front of her wasn't just acting a little slow; she could be more confident that he genuinely wasn't.
Since it was a matter of life and death, Wan Jiao was too lazy to waste words with him and directly took out her ID. "Special Security Bureau is handling a case. All irrelevant personnel should leave immediately."
If Wan Jiao had pulled out her ID immediately, the man would definitely have believed her.
What a pity.
He glanced at the ID, then at Wan Jiao, and sneered disdainfully, "So many seniors inside couldn't break through the barrier, and you think you can?"
"You think you can impersonate someone from the Special Security Bureau headquarters just by forging an ID? You're really fearless, thinking everyone else is stupid, aren't you? You..."
“There’s no one else.” Wan Jiao looked at the man seriously, interrupting him before he could finish speaking, and said calmly, “Only you.”
"Let me correct you, it's not that I think you're stupid, it's that you are stupid."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wan Jiao instantly teleported to the front of the barrier and walked confidently into the place where she had previously cast the talisman to create the barrier.
The man who watched helplessly as Wan Jiao entered the barrier: "???"
Oh no, that woman must be the culprit who trapped the entire Haicheng Special Security Bureau. He had to call his grandfather right away and ask him to come over.
…
Amber sent Cheng Ranzhi's birth date and time to Wan Jiao, and then went to meet with President Lan. "President Lan, Elder Cui is in seclusion, so this time it will be just you and me going."
President Lan didn't take Elder Cui seriously at all and went straight to asking Amber, "Miss Wan, she..."
"Xiao Wan has already gone, old chairman, let's set off too."
President Lan: "Okay."
President Lan's inner thoughts: With Miss Wan around, aren't you, Lao Cui, and I superfluous?
The two had just appeared at the entrance of the Haicheng Special Security Bureau when Chairman Lan's phone rang. It was the special ringtone he had set for his grandson. Just as he was about to slide to answer, Amber saw the person making the call to Chairman Lan from afar and asked, "Old Chairman, is that Mo Bai?"
President Lan looked over, and it really was true!
As he and Amber walked over, the person on the other end of the phone saw them, put away his phone, and greeted them, "Grandpa, Director An."
Ning Jue, courtesy name Mobai, is the youngest grandson of Chairman Lan, and is 27 years old this year.
"Mo Bai, what are you doing here?" President Lan asked quite directly. "Did you take care of the vampire matter?"
Ning Jue scratched the back of his head, his face not looking too good, and said, "Grandpa, there are countless vampires abroad. I can't fight them all by myself, so..."
President Lan doted on his little grandson and couldn't bear to scold him too much, so he changed the subject, "When did you return to China?"
"I heard about the Haicheng Special Security Bureau incident as soon as I got off the plane, so I rushed over immediately." At this point, Ning Jue thought of Wan Jiao, whom he found highly suspicious, and said unhappily, "Grandpa, Special Security Bureau, I discovered someone dared to impersonate a member of the Special Security Bureau, and even impersonate a captain..."
Before Ning Jue could finish speaking, both Amber and President Lan thought of Wan Jiao and asked Ning Jue in unison, "Is the person you're talking about named Wan Jiao?"
“It’s her.” Ning Jue thought he had done a good job and became even more talkative. “I tried to stop her, but she seemed pretty powerful and went straight into the barrier.”
"Grandpa, Director An, I suspect she's directly involved in the entire Haicheng Special Security Bureau being trapped..."
With a "snap," it was quite crisp and loud.
It was President Lan who hit him; he hit Ning Jue on the back of his hand.
Ning Jue had always been pampered since childhood. He was talented and had a sweet tongue, and had never been hit by any elder before. This time, he was truly stunned.
"Grandpa," Ning Jue looked at Chairman Lan pitifully and asked, "What did I do wrong?"
President Lan had originally planned to find an opportunity for his great-grandson Lan Qingyi and grandson Ning Jue to become Wan Jiao's disciples and learn some real skills. But now, that brat Ning Jue has no taste and has actually offended Wan Jiao...
It is said that the greater the skill, the greater the temper. Just thinking about how the matter of becoming an apprentice has no prospect at all makes President Lan furious.
"You still dare to ask? The captain of the Special Security Bureau headquarters can be impersonated?"
Ning Jue curled his lip, "She doesn't even look as old as Qingyi, yet she's so beautiful. She's obviously not a good person."
President Lan raised his hand to his forehead, barely managing to hold back from hitting Ning Jue. "Ning Mobai, I don't think you're a good person. I'm warning you, once the Haicheng Special Security Bureau matter is settled, if you don't personally visit Miss Xiang Wan to apologize, I'll send you to Xuanyu to find your parents."
Xuanyu is such a horrible place. What fun would life be like there if you went there?
Ning Jue raised three fingers and swore with resounding conviction, "Grandpa, even if I have to kneel and die before Miss Wan, I will definitely..."
(This chapter has been revised, so if you've already read it, be sure to read it again from the beginning, muah~~)
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