Duan Rong had just devoured the Artifact Spirit of a paperweight when he suddenly furrowed his brows and turned to look toward the door. Moments later, there was a knocking sound at the door.
Duan Rong’s expression shifted as he put down the paperweight in his hand. His figure flickered like a silent phantom and he was already standing at the door.
With Divine Sense Penetration, he could clearly see the person outside the door—a chubby man with a round face, looking anxious as he knocked and glanced around.
Duan Rong suddenly lifted the door bolt. The moment the bolt was lifted, his figure soared like a great bird leaping into the air. A shadow flashed and he silently landed on the beam of the room.
The fair-skinned chubby man, seeing the door abruptly open, walked in, closed the door, and looked around the room with a puzzled expression; the room was not large and evidently empty.
His eyes showed confusion as he walked towards the desk and called out softly, "Old Wei, Old Wei..."
The pockmarked man’s name was Wei Ru; a name he used within the Ministry of Justice, likely an alias.
Suddenly, a figure descended from above, landing in front of the chubby man.
The chubby man’s hair stood on end; he nearly wet himself but barely managed to steady his trembling legs. He asked in astonishment, "Who are you? Where’s Old Wei?"
Duan Rong looked at the trembling fat on the man’s fair-skinned face, his eyes flickering as he said, "You came to tell Old Wei that Zhu Cheng and Zhu Peng carried a box out of the Ministry of Justice, didn’t you?"
The chubby man’s eyes flashed with fear as he stammered, "No! I came to borrow money from Old Wei."
Duan Rong chuckled; the fear in the man’s eyes had already given him the answer. With a flick of his sleeve, he scattered a cloud of medicinal powder on the man’s face, causing him to faint immediately.
Duan Rong glanced at the unconscious man on the ground and continued to devour the Artifact Spirit. As for this chubby man, he planned to let Zhu Cheng come over and deal with him.
Chang Le Street, in the back garden of Zhu Cheng’s residence, underneath the artificial hill, an eerie secret chamber was filled with piercing screams...
Zhu Peng sat on a stone chair by the entrance of the secret chamber, the screams sending shivers down his spine.
About half an hour later, Zhu Cheng emerged with blood splattered on his face, causing Zhu Peng’s eyes to twitch. Zhu Cheng’s nose and forehead were dotted with bits of flesh.
Zhu Cheng glanced at Zhu Peng, his expression dark. "Let’s go back to the Ministry of Justice!"
The two of them walked out from beneath the hill, the sunshine on their faces bright, but Zhu Cheng’s expression was full of gloom.
In the Ministry of Justice, there were still six spies. One was in the dungeon, and what disgusted Zhu Cheng the most was that despite repeated investigations, there was still a spy close to him.
It was now midnight.
Chang Le Street, in the backyard of Zhu Cheng’s residence.
In the dark night, under the dim light of stars and moon.
There stood more than twenty strong men in black outfits, their faces covered with black cloth.
Duan Rong and Zhu Cheng stood before these men.
The more than twenty men in black were Zhu Cheng’s subordinates in the Ministry of Justice.
This was also why Duan Rong first investigated the Ministry of Justice. Only after uncovering all the hidden guards in the Ministry could he boldly use its people.
His true target tonight was Taihe Building.
Earlier that morning, he spent quite some time at Taihe Building, scrutinizing it thoroughly and further confirming that Taihe Building was an important stronghold.
On the street, the sound of the night watch’s call came drifting in the night wind. Having counted the points, Duan Rong suddenly said, "Follow me, don’t lose track."
After saying this, his figure flickered like a ghostly bolt of lightning, leaping over the courtyard’s high wall.
Over twenty figures immediately moved, each exhibiting different body techniques but heading in the same direction. In the night, the scene was eerie.
Duan Rong slowed his pace, ensuring Zhu Cheng and his men could keep up with him.
Along the way, Duan Rong extended his Divine Sense to guide the group through the darkness, avoiding all patrols and investigations.
Soon, the group entered a narrow, dark alley, almost filled to the brim.
Duan Rong peeked out from the alley’s entrance and saw not far away, the three-story Taihe Building standing tall in the night.
He turned to Zhu Cheng beside him and said, "Stay here until I give the order."
"Yes!" Zhu Cheng replied, looking at Duan Rong’s bright eyes in the night.
Duan Rong then dashed out of the alley, his figure flickering as he headed towards Taihe Building.
Having conducted a thorough investigation during the day, Duan Rong found that Taihe Building had many hidden mechanisms inside; even he wouldn’t have discovered them without using Divine Sense Penetration.
He needed to first take care of the guards inside before allowing Zhu Cheng’s team to enter, to avoid chaos and the triggering of mechanisms that could alarm others.
He released his Divine Sense, enveloping everything within Taihe Building, and its contents were revealed in detail.
His figure reached the side of the building, his toes lightly touched the bluestone, and he leapt suddenly like a dragonfly skimming the water, soaring up like a bird or bat across the eaves before silently entering through a window on the third floor.
Duan Rong’s feet landed one after the other, his waist bending in bizarre curves as he slowly crept inside from the window. Straightening his body into an odd pose, he then gently closed the window behind him.