I Am Your Natural Enemy

A prompt quietly popped up before Wen Yan’s eyes.

”Qin Army Soldiers (Marquis)”

”Be friendly, if he gives the order, within three seconds you’ll see a whole squadron of fully armed soldiers appear.

Then you’ll know, numbers really do make a difference.

Of course, most importantly, the boss he follows—the kind you can’t afford to mess with.”

Wen Yan saw the prompt, his expression grew solemn. He immediately straightened his clothes and offered a respectful salute from afar.

”Disciple of Fuyu Mountain, Special Consultant of the Nanwu County Scorching Sun Department Task Force—Wen Yan, greets your excellency.”

The mounted Terracotta Warrior gazed at Wen Yan from a distance, staring at him for quite a while.

”I remember your Yang Energy.”

Wen Yan’s face didn’t change. He cupped his hands and replied.

”Once, there was a villainous Tomb Robber who stole an Everbright Lamp from Guanzhong County.

That thief fled all the way to Nanwu County and was captured by my colleagues in Nanwu County.

There was a mishap with a mysterious artifact at the time; I suppose we accidentally opened up some kind of passageway.

If you sensed my Yang Energy, that’s only natural.”

The mounted Terracotta Warrior nodded, accepting this explanation.

Earlier, he had sensed a hint of familiar Yang Energy, but the distance was a bit far, so he wasn’t too sure.

However, since this person’s from Fuyu Mountain and connected to the Scorching Sun Department, he must be the one mentioned on the scroll—the one who discovered the Ferocious Beast, and now is personally here to handle it.

The mounted Terracotta Warrior didn’t think someone like this would have anything to do with the kind of reckless troublemakers they were wary of.

The mounted Terracotta Warrior extended his hand in a salute from afar.

”Today, many thanks for the warning. I am from the Pingyang Wang Family, named Meng, courtesy name Ji Yong.”

”I must trouble General Wang today.”

”I dare not be called General.”

”There’s urgent business today, so I won’t chat more with General Wang. If there’s an opportunity in future, I’ll visit again.”

”Please.”

Wen Yan performed a bow, dragged the giant beast, and left as quickly as he could.

He was nearly breaking out in a cold sweat; luckily, he hadn’t exactly lied—he really was different from Tomb Robbers. He just poked his head in to take a look inside the passageway; just that one glance, and somehow even that bit of Yang Energy got noticed.

Luckily, what he did today clearly wasn’t something a Tomb Robber would do.

Honestly, it’s a good thing—saves trouble resolving misunderstandings if they meet again; it would be hard to explain at that point.

Better to build a bit of familiarity first—can’t go wrong with that.

Once he’d dragged the giant beast far enough away, Lord Zhu finally couldn’t hold it back anymore.

”What did you do before?”

”Seriously, it was just when I was organizing the warehouse in the Nanwu County Scorching Sun Department, I accidentally connected with some edge location. It must have been decades ago—some tunnel nearby collapsed, and an Everbright Lamp was stolen by Tomb Robbers.”

”That’s all? Really?”

”Yeah, it’s that Everbright Lamp that gave the Nanwu County Scorching Sun Department ammo to mock the Guanzhong County Scorching Sun Department for ages.”

Hearing this, Lord Zhu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His scalp was tingling—he was genuinely afraid Wen Yan had done something outrageously bold.

But thinking it over, Wen Yan, though admittedly daring, had always had a sense of propriety. No way he’d go too far.

Wen Yan dragged the giant beast back, then said farewell to Lord Zhu. Not letting Lord Zhu get involved further, he hurried off with his people.

He passed through the Nether Path, and exited from a Desolate Tomb still a way off from home. There, a car was already waiting.

Feng Yao stood in front, wearing a long coat, braving the cold night wind, quietly watching from the very front.

Seeing Wen Yan appear, Feng Yao subtly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately strode forward. He grabbed his briefcase, pulled out a document envelope, and handed it to Wen Yan.

”Everything you asked for—I’ve got it all ready.”

Wen Yan opened it and saw the General Director’s signature first, plus seven or eight official stamps.

This was paperwork prepared by the Scorching Sun Department. All the signatures and procedures were in order, every stamp was perfectly done.

He even saw the Old Celestial Master’s signature and seal on one of them. No idea how Feng Yao managed to pull all this together in such a short time.

Feng Yao pointed to the other side—over by a bay of the West River, a protruding platform. Originally, this was a big recent investment from Virtue City’s local government to build a new scenic viewing deck once they had money.

Now, the center of that platform had been dug up; a crane was lowering a huge stone slab, a meter square, into the opened pit.

Feng Yao pointed over there and said,

”Didn’t you mention the Rain Sacrifice Platform?

The original Rain Sacrifice Platform was destroyed long ago. There’s only this last foundation stone left.

This stone turned into a wondrous item years ago and has been held in the Scorching Sun Department’s warehouse, number 049.

This is the Rain Sacrifice Platform, or, if you prefer, you can also call it by another name—the Beheading Dragon Platform.”

Wen Yan gave him a thumbs-up. Say what you will, but the Scorching Sun Department’s logistical ability is seriously impressive.

In less than a day, every procedure, every document, was completed flawlessly. They even went and hauled over the Rain Sacrifice Platform, setting it up right there using the pre-built viewing deck for his convenience.

”General Director said whatever you want to do—go all out.”

”Alright.”

Wen Yan turned to glance at his followers. The Bamboo Forest Demon gazed at the Beheading Dragon Platform, a glimmer of realization on his face.

He looked at Wen Yan, expression growing ever calmer.

”Let me go first.”

”Senior, wait a moment, let me retrieve something first.”

Wen Yan walked to the West River’s edge; from the water, a Big Grass Carp immediately swam up and poked its head above the surface, glaring with its lifeless fish eyes.

”Yu Cao, go summon King Guilong for me. Just say Wen Yan is calling him.”