Encountering a student like Cheng Xiaofan left Zhang Heng utterly speechless.
"Xiaofan," Zhang Heng asked, "when I was on the phone with your Bai Goddess, I heard you rushed to Black Wind Mountain in the Great Northwest. What exactly happened?"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiaofan chuckled.
"There was a prehistoric bat demon," he explained. "It was quite dim-witted."
"When I wasn't home, it actually severely injured my Bai Goddess and my friends."
"Tell me, can I tolerate such a thing happening?"
"So, after I returned today, I found the bat demon's hiding place and killed it with a single strike. I also eliminated three prehistoric werewolves along the way."
"It's as simple as that!"
Zhang Heng's brows immediately furrowed upon hearing this.
"Prehistoric bat demons? Prehistoric werewolves!" he exclaimed.
"Why are all these prehistoric monsters suddenly appearing?"
Cheng Xiaofan replied, "This is quite normal. Environmental protection efforts everywhere are doing very well, which has led to a resurgence of spiritual energy."
"It's not strange at all that some creatures that didn't go extinct in prehistoric times have awakened due to the revival of spiritual energy."
Zhang Heng nodded.
"What you say makes sense!"
"But for ordinary people, this is an earth-shattering event!"
Cheng Xiaofan stated, "Teacher, I've truthfully answered both questions you asked."
"Tell me, what did you need me for?"
Hearing this, Zhang Heng was almost driven mad.
Did this kid really answer truthfully about the first matter?
Forget it!
Arguing with this kid would only lead to internal injuries.
Zhang Heng took a deep breath.
"To be frank, Xiaofan, I invited you to the capital this time to save someone. This person is of extraordinary status; he's the president of a certain country."
Cheng Xiaofan asked, "Is he sick?"
Zhang Heng shook his head. "If it were just a simple illness, it wouldn't be such a big deal."
"Speaking of this matter, it's truly bizarre."
"This president's name is Fifer. He has a peculiar habit – he absolutely loves eating Chinese meat buns!"
"Fifer is a man of eccentric temperament and likes to wander the streets himself, looking for bun shops. He rejects any recommendations from others."
"For his safety, I specifically assigned Long Xiaotian, the head of the Northern Jianghu Affairs Bureau, to be in charge of his security."
"These two knew each other from before, and Fifer was delighted to have an old friend accompany him on his strolls."
"One morning, as they were strolling through the streets, they discovered a bun shop next to a small alley."
"It's said that as soon as Fifer and Long Xiaotian passed by the bun shop, they were captivated by the steaming, aromatic scent emanating from within."
"They had never smelled such an alluring fragrance before."
"They immediately rushed in, ordered two baskets of buns, and began eating."
"They weren't satisfied with just eating their fill, so they ordered a few more baskets to take back to the State Guest House for lunch!"
"But before noon, both Fifer and Long Xiaotian were completely paralyzed."
"By the time I received the call and rushed to the State Guest House, I found them coiled up on the bed like snakes, with only their heads sticking out."
"At that moment, Fifer had fallen into a deep coma."
"Long Xiaotian was still somewhat conscious and recounted the events to me."
"Immediately after, he also fell unconscious."
Hearing this, Cheng Xiaofan finally understood why Long Xingyun and Jiang Xueyan had been so eager to leave Zhuxi Village.
He said, "Teacher, from what you've said, it seems they were poisoned."
"Has anyone analyzed the buns they brought back?"
Zhang Heng sighed softly. "Strangely, the buns they brought back mysteriously disappeared."
"What astonished and puzzled me even more was that when I and the police rushed to the alley, the bun shop was also gone."
"When we inquired with nearby residents, they said that no bun shop had ever been open here."
Cheng Xiaofan asked, "What is Long Xingyun and Fifer's current condition?"
Zhang Heng replied, "Their condition is not good. If they weren't being kept alive with daily intravenous drips, they would have passed away long ago!"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled and said, "Teacher, after we eat, please take me to the State Guest House to see them!"
Zhang Heng said, "Alright, Xiaofan. We'll skip the drinks and have our meal!"
Cheng Xiaofan quickly interjected, "No, we must have our drinks. We can't let these two people delay me and my teacher from drinking."
"Teacher, we rarely see each other. We must drink our fill!"
"Alright, alright, your teacher will drink with you!"
Facing his precious student, Zhang Heng was utterly exasperated.
After they finished a bottle of wine,
the two of them each ate a bowl of rice.
Cheng Xiaofan patted his stomach and smiled, "The food made by Little Aunt is truly delicious!"
Zhang Heng said, "Okay, it's time for us to go."
He had just made a phone call to have his driver come.
The two of them got into the car.
The driver started the engine and drove directly to the State Guest House.
Upon arriving at the grand entrance of the State Guest House,
two armed guards, seeing Zhang Heng, saluted and let them pass.
The sixth floor of the State Guest House.
"Master, you're here!"
At the door of a guest room, Long Xingyun and Jiang Xueyan spotted Cheng Xiaofan and both rushed forward with immense joy.
Long Xingyun knew very well that
with Cheng Xiaofan's arrival, there was hope for his father and Fifer.
"Yes, I'm here!" Cheng Xiaofan nodded at them.
He said, "Rest assured, with me here, Old Long will be fine."
Long Xingyun nodded excitedly. "I know, I know!"
Besides Long Xingyun and Jiang Xueyan, Cheng Xiaofan also noticed Wu Shengnan leading some special police officers who had been guarding the area.
When Wu Shengnan saw Cheng Xiaofan, a flicker of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.
However, in front of Zhang Heng, she couldn't act too boldly.
She simply greeted Cheng Xiaofan, "Hello, Mr. Cheng!"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled slightly at her. "Hello, beautiful!"
Upon entering the room,
Cheng Xiaofan's gaze fell upon Long Xiaotian and Fifer.
Just as Zhang Heng had said, the two of them were coiled up on the bed like snakes,
their heads raised in the middle, eyes closed.
Their faces were as pale as paper,
and their appearance was extremely bizarre.
Because the vital energy of both of them was very weak,
and several days had passed since the incident,
Cheng Xiaofan couldn't discern any valuable information from them for the moment.
"Xiaofan, did you find anything on them?" Zhang Heng asked.
After a long pause,
Cheng Xiaofan said, "Their bones have been stolen!"