Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ming Shu asked the question very suddenly, and Jin Dongyi was stunned for a moment before giving out a sigh. âHeâs my grandson.â
Right, Jin Dongyi was Hua Jianâs grandpa.
âWow.â Ming Shu was surprised. âI didnât expect that.â
Jin Dongyi: â...â
âYour last name is Jin, but why is his Hua? Was he adopted?â
Jin Dongyi rolled his eyes again. âHis father was named after my wife.â
Ming Shu didnât know why Jin Dongyi became sentimental, and he suddenly began to talk about some old memories with her.
At that time, Jin Dongyi worked for the Evil Spirit Office and was one of the big wigs at the headquarters. But what happened to him then? He lost his wife and son.
In the end, he only had his grandson left. He didnât want anything to happen to Hua Jian again, so he quit the office and stayed out of the business since then.
But later Hua Jian also became an employee of the Evil Spirit Office without saying a word. When Jin Dongyi found out, it had been too late.
He argued with Hua Jian for a long time, and finally Hua Jian chose to move out. Since then they rarely saw each other.
âWhat exactly happened? Did you discover any dark deal?â Ming Shu was more curious about this.
Jin Dongyi shook his head and sighed, then walked into the room.
Ming Shu: â...â What? Wonât he finish the story? Negative comment!
...
The Evil Spirit Office was located in the capital city, so Ming Shu led a group of demons all the way there.
Some of the demons lived in the mountain their whole lives, so they were amazed at and curious about almost everything in the city. Ming Shu was a little speechless, but she took them to have a tour still.
As for the expenses?
Since there were also some rich demons in her team... I donât need to worry about lacking snacks!
Ming Shu marched along with a group of rich and poor demons of varied quality; the rich ones were like bosses while the poor ones were like beggars. The whole team was just so eye-catching.
These demons Ming Shu brought with her were ones that could change form; as for those that couldnât change form, Ming Shu told them to find ways to catch up by themselves. If they were caught by people, she wouldnât go back and save them.
She was a casual king.
âAre they performing?â
âProbably. Thereâs an old man among them. What a wonderful world we live in.â
âThat one looks handsome.â
Many people were drawn over and surrounded them to watch. Ming Shu ate her candies calmly, and the demons who had seen much of life also kept cool, but those from the mountain werenât cool at all. They either hid or glared back at the onlookers, which frightened some passersby away, exclaiming.
âKing, where are we going?â Big Bao was very upset because he couldnât use his national treasure image, and he spoke lifelessly.
Ming Shu squatted down in the flower bed with both hands overlapped on her knees, looking very well-behaved. âWhere is the Evil Spirit Office?â
âI donât know.â
âItâs... Itâs my first time coming to the city... So I donât know.â
âI donât know, either.â
Ming Shu looked at these cute, foolish demons speechlessly...
âLetâs catch a demon then.â Ming Shu made the final decision.
The demons: â...â
The capital city was under the jurisdiction of the Evil Spirit Office, but there actually werenât many demons here.
Thankfully they were not extinct here and could be found in some secluded corners.
After learning the Evil Spirit Officeâs address from a captured demon, Ming Shu led her demons directly toward it.
The headquarters was located in an old alley. Ming Shu checked the door plate carefully and confirmed she hadnât mistaken it, then reached out to press the doorbell.
âWho is it?â someone inside asked.
âItâs me,â Ming Shu answered with a smile.
âWho are you?â
âThe police.â
âPolice?â The one inside sounded very surprised. âWhy is a police officer here?â
Ming Shu responded very naturally and fluently, âThe masses report that youâre gathering here for a pyramid scheme, open the door quickly.â
The man inside roared, âNonsense.â
Then the door opened.
The demons: â...â King is so powerful!
The man who opened the door was an uncle with a hatchet face, and he looked at Ming Shu with a serious expression. âWhich district are you from? Whereâs your identity?â
As he finished the sentence, the hatchet-face uncle saw the demons behind Ming Shu and frowned. âWho are you?â
âAlas, didnât Captain Sun tell you that we were going to make a visit here?â Ming Shu smiled. âHe canât even deliver a message well, what an undutiful captain.â
The hatchet-face uncle seemed to react now and he took one step back, muscles tense all over his body. âYouâre... demons?â
Ming Shu smiled.
The hatchet-face uncle: â...â The demons are here!
...
Sun Guomao would never have expected Ming Shu to swing into the headquarters, and even one day earlier than she said in the card.
Right now in the big meeting room, Ming Shu and Sun Guomao sat on opposite sides. Captain Sun stood behind Sun Guomao with an odd expression.
Sun Guomao didnât have many people with him. Compared to Ming Shuâs varied demons, his side looked a little weak.
âMiss Tao Xian, may I ask...â
Ming Shu lifted her hand to interrupt Sun Guomao. âYouâre Mister Sun, right? Can you serve me some food first? Iâm a demon, but thatâs no reason for you to forget the way of hospitality. Are you looking down on me because Iâm not human?â
Sun Guomao: â...â Who will come to the door asking for food?
He gave a look to Captain Sun standing beside him. Captain Sun nodded and left the meeting room. Soon he came back in with some cakes and pastries, putting them in front of Ming Shu.
Ming Shu took one to smell, then put it into her mouth. âWhat were you saying?â
Sun Guomao adjusted his tone to its normal state with great effort. âMiss Tao Xian, may I ask what you came here for?â
Ming Shu tilted her head and revealed a gleaming smile. âMaking friends?â
Sun Guomao: â...â Making what friends! You brought so many demons! I think youâre here to cause trouble!
âSecond Uncle.â Captain Sun suddenly whispered something in Sun Guomaoâs ear.
Sun Guomao looked at Ming Shu. âMiss Tao Xian, whatâs your purpose? Just say it frankly.â
Ming Shu lifted her hand and crooked her index finger, and Big Bao passed the documents to her.
Ming Shu threw the documents on the table, which slid to Sun Guomaoâs side and were gathered by him.
â A Letter to the Evil Spirit Office.
It boasted several large red words in bold and regular script, which looked very striking.
A wisp of oddness flashed past Sun Guomaoâs eyes. He opened the documents and browsed quickly. The long and minute statement in the documents copiously quoted authoritative works and argued that since ancient times, the demon race hadnât been under human management.
In summaryâ
The demon race wanted independence and to no longer be governed by the Evil Spirit Office.
Sun Guomaoâs expression turned slightly cold after the reading. âMiss Tao Xian, the world is a humanâs world now. Since the Evil Spirit Office was established, the demon race has been under its management. Itâs against the rules for you to do this.â
Ming Shu supported her chin with both hands and said in a smiling tone, âMister Sun, donât get me wrong. Iâm here to notify you that the demon race wonât listen to your orders any more, Iâm not here to negotiate with you.â
Sun Guomaoâs face darkened. âMiss Tao Xian, where does your courage come from? Do you think you can lead the demon race?â
âMaybe.â
âHoh...â Sun Guomao sneered, âMiss Tao Xian, your cultivation level is indeed high, but our Evil Spirit Office has been running for so many years, do you think weâre just nothing?â
Ming Shu smiled wider. âOh, thatâs because you didnât meet me in the past.â
Sun Guomao: â...â This demon is wildly arrogant.
Sun Guomao looked to Captain Sun, and the latter nodded slightly, passing the phone to Sun Guomao.
âMiss Tao Xian, look at this.â Sun Guomao threw the phone over, and it slid on the table and happened to stop before Ming Shu. The screen framed the scene before Jin Dongyiâs courtyard.