Chapter 1282: Bow Twice, Out of Control (5k)_2

The rope with metal wires snapped after entering, not being cut, but rather ground to pieces by some great force.

The people from the Scorching Sun Department examined it and concluded it was crushed during the spatial crossing. Unless the people on the other end had some special trick up their sleeves, they were doomed.

Internal fights among the Yellow Weasels aren’t unheard of. They hold grudges indiscriminately against both their kind and outsiders.

Besides, while people see them as the same species, the Yellow Weasels themselves don’t acknowledge that. They only think they look alike, so what can outsiders do about it?

This isn’t much of an issue, except this time the intensity of the fight was higher. In just a short while, seven or eight Weasel Demons have already died.

The Scorching Sun Department will definitely send someone to mediate, and the Demon Kin will also need to appoint someone influential to resolve this.

The biggest issue is that an official from the Scorching Sun Department was attacked, attacked by his own driver.

There is currently no threat to his life. He only got injured because the driver, who has been with him for ten years and rose through the ranks legitimately, wasn’t seen as a threat, catching him off guard.

The driver has been captured alive, but there’s no result from the interrogation yet. The tentative conclusion is that the driver’s mind was manipulated, twisted, and he didn’t think he was doing anything wrong.

Wen Yan isn’t familiar with this official; their areas of responsibility rarely overlap.

The cases Wen Yan was involved in were mostly unconventional ones. When Cai Heizi was around, he only needed to contact Cai Heizi, whether it required friendly or unfriendly negotiations.

Some things required the General Director’s direct decisions or authorizations, so Wen Yan went straight to the General Director.

The issues under this official’s purview generally had nothing to do with Wen Yan.

This violent incident is particularly rampant, and the Scorching Sun Department is sure to strike back hard.

The General Director was also right; it’s an open distraction, but the Scorching Sun Department can’t ignore it. They need to quickly find the culprits behind it and take decisive action.

Otherwise, with the rapid pace of the Spiritual Qi Resurgence,

If someone dares to attack an official from the Scorching Sun Department today, setting such a detrimental precedent, more extreme actions could follow tomorrow.

It’s crucial to resolve this issue quickly, both in the short term and long term.

The issue’s malign nature isn’t because they succeeded or failed, but because someone dared to attempt it, making it the real problem.

Even Wen Yan can see this, and of course so can the General Director and those behind this act.

Thus, the event counts as a mere distraction.

Wen Yan isn’t the decision-maker and cannot make decisions, as it involves deeper issues he doesn’t fully understand, but he senses that the General Director is quite calm, still asking him to handle the matter of Ancient Dream.

What Wen Yan can do is handle his own tasks well.

He went to the Underground Hive, paid respects to the revered figures there, and then took the Little Zombie down to the altar for his aunt.

“Come, be good, bow twice first, then talk to the elders.”

The Little Zombie, confused, still obediently kowtowed, then murmured curiously for a long time.

The Little Zombie looked back at Wen Yan, puzzled.

Wen Yan then led her around to pay respects to the elders worshipped in the Underground Hive.

“Paying respects does no harm, these are all elders here, no need for formalities.”

He roughly guessed how the Little Zombie came to be, so letting her pay respects was a genuine gesture from a younger family member to an elder, regardless of race or other identity.

When leaving, Wen Yan snapped a photo, developed it with a Polaroid, and kept it with him.

In the picture, the Little Zombie showed off two tiny fangs, dressed festively, smiling shyly yet brightly.

“Truly beautiful.”

Flattered by Wen Yan’s praise, the Little Zombie bashfully buried her head in Wen Yan’s chest.

After sending the Little Zombie up, Wen Yan continued packing, taking all his tools useful for work.

…

At Fuyu Mountain, inside the Zombie Cave, Gan Tang finishes reading the last page of a book and slowly closes it.

For a moment, she finds herself sitting by the window of her old home, gazing out.

She feels a gentle breeze, carrying the season’s unique mildness, smells the scent of pear blossoms outside, sunlight falls just right by her window, its warmth causing a slight daze and drowsiness.

She sees her sister standing under the distant porch, holding a letter, smiling, and just seeing her, she can sense the joy.

Surely her sister received a letter from her Ideal Gentleman. Every place he goes, he’ll write a letter and attach a local flower. Who knows if the flower has already withered and dried by the time it arrives?

Such a charmer must have been a pampered brat getting maids to warm his bed since a young age!

Suddenly, when she looks up, she sees that the sky is split open.

In a daze, she sees Wen Yan standing on the ground, looking up at her.

Her mind flickers, and everything around her turns back into the study deep inside the Zombie Cave.