Yu Daohen, after showering and changing into clean clothes, walked to the front of the shop.
Seeing that Yu Daohen's left eye had returned to normal, Xu Yaya smiled sweetly, "Brother Yu, is your eye better?"
"It's better," Yu Daohen nodded. He glanced around, noticing Xu Gensheng was absent, and asked, "By the way, where is Old Xu?"
"My dad said he went back to look after the Western restaurant first," Xu Yaya explained.
Yu Daohen nodded, assuming Old Xu had guessed he would be cured.
As the two were chatting, five cars were seen driving towards the Midnight Spirit Shop.
Yu Daohen took a closer look and saw the characters 【Xing Cha】 written on the left door of the cars.
It seemed the supernatural bureau had come to apprehend someone.
Yu Daohen picked up the Kanglong Jian from the counter and strode towards the shop entrance, "Xiao Ya, go back to the house in the backyard."
Xu Yaya nodded, confident that as long as he was there, nothing would happen to Brother Yu.
Four cars stopped not far ahead, and over twenty people alighted from them.
Leading the group was Biao Tao, with his large, protruding belly.
Biao Tao approached with his men, a lewd smile on his face, "Master Yu."
Yuan Qinglin and Ma Jiyuan, following behind, also called out,
"Young Master Yu."
"Young Master Yu."
Yu Daohen nodded and looked at Biao Tao, who was wearing a lewd smile, "Old Biao, what's the meaning of this? Are you looking for a fight?"
Biao Tao quickly waved his hands, "Master Yu, what are you saying? What's the difference between us?"
Yu Daohen looked at him with disdain, not holding back, "From your appearance, you look exactly like someone here to fight me."
Biao Tao coughed dryly, "Master Yu, please stop joking."
Yu Daohen knew Biao Tao wouldn't make a move against him, but he wondered what Biao Tao's intention was in bringing so many people.
"Master Yu, may I speak with you privately?" Biao Tao said, leading Yu Daohen aside.
"Master Yu, did you perhaps vouch for Cheng Shixiang?" Biao Tao asked in a low voice.
Yu Daohen nodded, "That's right, I vouched for that guy."
Upon hearing that Cheng Shixiang was vouched for by Yu Daohen, Biao Tao's face showed a look of distress, "Master Yu, aren't you making things difficult for me?"
Seeing Biao Tao's troubled expression, Yu Daohen teased, "What, are you planning to forcefully take him away?"
Biao Tao glared at Yu Daohen indignantly, "Damn it, with our relationship, would I do something like that?"
Yu Daohen knew this guy wouldn't do such a thing; he was just teasing him.
"Old Biao, you brought so many people here, and with Yuan Qinglin, ranked thirty-first on the Heaven List, and Ma Jiyuan, ranked twenty-ninth, it's hard not to think that way," Yu Daohen still couldn't figure out Biao Tao's intentions.
Biao Tao clicked his tongue, "Master Yu, haven't you seen the little brat in the black suit next to me?"
Yu Daohen glanced at a young man in the crowd, dressed in a black suit, with a side-parted hairstyle, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and of average appearance.
"Who is this greasy, slicked-back dude?" Yu Daohen saw the young man's hair was plastered with at least three boxes of hair wax. If he didn't know him, he'd think his family owned a barbershop.
"My goodness, Master Yu, please speak softly. This dude is someone sent from above to apprehend Cheng Shixiang," Biao Tao said quickly.
Yu Daohen curiously observed the young man's features, seeing no trace of spiritual energy, indicating this fellow was not from their line of work.
"Old Biao, what's gotten into your superiors to send an outsider?" Yu Daohen asked, satisfied with his question.
Biao Tao also looked helpless, "How should I know which string snapped in their heads to send an outsider?"
"And he's a stubborn, inflexible person who doesn't understand human relations," Biao Tao said, getting angrier, wishing he could slap the guy to death on the spot.
"Then what do you mean?" Yu Daohen didn't understand what Biao Tao was up to.
Biao Tao's smile became even more lewd, "Master Yu, just cooperate with my act later."
Before Yu Daohen could understand, Biao Tao had already walked back, muttering curses with an angry expression.
Seeing Biao Tao's demeanor, the young man knew the negotiation had failed.
"Deputy Director Gou." Before Biao Tao could finish, the young man threw a glare and snorted, "I really don't know how you became the director of the Jiangsu Supernatural Bureau."
After speaking, the young man stepped forward and met Yu Daohen's gaze, "Hello, I am Gou Wang, the Deputy Director of the East China Supernatural Bureau. You can call me Deputy Director Gou."
Gou Wang looked arrogant, as if Cheng Shixiang had already been captured.
Yu Daohen looked at the fellow in front of him, feeling speechless. What was this guy so smug about? He lacked strength and good looks, so what was there to be proud of?
If it were in the past, Yu Daohen would have long ago knocked such an idiot to death with his mace.
"I am Yu Daohen. You can call me Master Yu," Yu Daohen emphasized the words "Master Yu" when introducing himself.
Gou Wang's face twitched, and he coughed dryly, "I don't care about your江湖 (jianghu) rules. Cheng Shixiang is a criminal, and I must apprehend him. I hope you will cooperate with us, or we will force our way in."
Hearing Gou Wang's words, Yu Daohen became angry. Who did this Gou Wang think he was, a mere nobody? What right did he have to force his way in, relying on those twenty-odd worthless people he brought?
Who gave him the courage? Liang Jingru?