Inside a secret room at the official headquarters.

This is a special room opened by Director Long with the help of the Zodiac Snake to effectively avoid the attention of other people in the building.

The purpose of opening this secret room is naturally to execute one of the highest-level confidential tasks currently - the surveillance of the "Ghost Valley Old Guard".

The completion level of this task will directly determine the amount of damage inflicted on the "Promised Land".

"Report! Currently, about twenty-five hiding places of the 'Ghost Valley Old Guard' have been identified, the speed of increase has stopped, and if no new hiding places appear by tomorrow, we can basically close the net!" A supervisor reported to the Zodiac Pig.

Since Wu Liang took the position of chief commander of the civilian organizations, the Zodiac Pig only needed to fully address the issue of the "Promised Land".

Thus, he naturally became the person in charge of this secret room.

"Hmm, I'll contact the Zodiac Monkey later, he must be present when the net is closed." The Zodiac Pig nodded and sighed.

Unexpectedly, just a few months ago, he was imprisoned and ruined by that asshole "Pioneer" during a supernatural event, nearly becoming an accomplice to calamity upon the Capital City because of his Fierce Ghost ability.

In the blink of an eye, he became the holder of the Sword of Damocles, ready to decapitate the "Promised Land" at any moment.

Truly lamentable!

Moreover, it was initially thought this matter would at least take a month to conclude, and indeed the officials underestimated the determination and fanaticism for faith of the "Ghost Valley Old Guard".

In just a few days, they had disrupted the "Promised Land".

This also made the Zodiac Pig even more puzzled about Wu Liang.

From the day he safely returned from the Tianshan Mountain Range, whether it was quickly subduing the two major civilian organizations or solving the Awakening Association's Wu Yeli issue, to setting a trap for the "Pioneer" after discovering Luo Fei's condition.

And then last week in Shenhu City causing severe losses, finally allowing the "Ghost Valley Old Guard" to carry out the plan with their "false identities" known to the officials, disrupting the "Promised Land".

All of this happened too quickly.

And each step seemed like a series of large and small traps, layer upon layer waiting for the enemy to fall into.

Given such scheming and strategy, Wu Liang's strength even grows at a speed incomprehensible to others, and now he doesn't even need to break a sweat to handle crises of a city-destroying level, which is truly terrifying.

"Sigh, the tree that stands out in the forest must be destroyed by the wind. Whether this kid being outstanding in all aspects is good or bad, I don't know..."

"Hey! What are you muttering about?"

Just as the Zodiac Pig marveled at Wu Liang's excellence, a woman with a frown suddenly appeared beside him.

The moment he saw her, the anxiety on the Zodiac Pig's face vanished. He hurriedly greeted, "Sister Yang, you're back? Did Director Long also ask you to supervise in this room?"

"Yeah, he said my abilities would come in handy during the final net closing. By the way, whose bad things were you muttering about just now?"

The Zodiac Pig sheepishly scratched the back of his head and confessed, "I was talking about Wu Liang, that kid. His mind is already smart enough and his power so unbelievably strong. Such people do appear throughout history, but without exception... they don't live long."

"Huh? Why?" Sister Yang asked in confusion, obviously not someone who enjoyed history during her schooling.

"How should I put it... it's similar to when heaven opens a door for you, a window is bound to be shut. People always have weaknesses and shortcomings, otherwise, being excellent too long would seize heavenly secrets."

"Just like Champion Marquis Huo Qubing, who seized heavenly secrets through martial prowess, was undefeated in a hundred battles, achieved great feats yet died young due to illness, or Wang Bo who seizing heavenly secrets through intelligence, wrote poems at six, critiqued Han Books at nine, by ten had fully studied the Six Classics, appointed by sixteen, wrote the unparalleled 'Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion', but ultimately drowned crossing the ocean, dying young."

"As for someone like Wu Liang who seizes heavenly secrets in everything, I don't dare to imagine what kind of tragedy might befall him." Zodiac Pig sighed.

He didn't envy or resent Wu Liang's excellence; rather, he sincerely worried for him.

A perfect person should not exist, even saints make mistakes.

He worried that the mistakes Wu Liang might make in the future would be unacceptable to everyone, leaving even Wu Liang with deep regrets.

"Heh, didn't expect you an old fellow have research on historical people? Weren't those just accidents? As long as the power is strong enough, wouldn't there be no accidents?" Sister Yang shrugged indifferently.

"I hope so, after all, he really can't have any accidents now hahaha." The Zodiac Pig laughed it off, brushing the topic aside.

He knew Sister Yang's carefree nature wouldn't dwell on such things.

But after eradicating the "Promised Land", there were some reminders he had to convey to Wu Liang face to face.

The Zodiac Pig didn't wish for his friend to end with an unbearable tragic fate.

However, while the two chatted in the secret room, they failed to notice a figure shrouded in mist standing behind them, quietly disappearing into thin air.

Not long after, the sound of knocking was heard outside Director Long's office.

Knock knock knock—

Click—

Before Director Long could invite the person outside to enter, the door was turned and opened straight away.

Upon seeing the familiar face walk in, Director Long showed a helpless expression and said, "I'm your superior after all, can't you give me some face?"

"What face? When you asked me to handle the 'Promised Land' and the three major civilian organizations, didn't you say anything about face?" Wu Liang replied disdainfully.

He walked to the desk, casually picked up the tea that Director Long had just brewed and hadn't had a chance to drink, and gulped it down.

Watching those precious tea leaves being chewed like bubble gum in this kid's mouth, Director Long couldn't help but feel a heartache.

What a waste!

That tea is only produced in a few ounces each year, and even he is reluctant to brew it usually.

Today he just happened to be in the mood to taste it, but surprisingly it was squandered by this guy like cow chewing peonies.

"Sigh, never mind. How is the Peach Blossom Spring? The brothers we dispatched haven't been troubled by your mother's side, have they?" Director Long put down the files in his hand and asked.

After all, no matter how important the documents are at this moment, they aren't as vital as the various tasks on this guy's shoulders.

Whether it's the Peach Blossom Spring plan or eradicating the "Promised Land", or even informing the public about the second supernatural calamity, it all requires Wu Liang's assistance as the 'official hero'.

Strangely enough, any event capable of inciting social unrest or significant changes in the situation seems to have this kid's shadow involved.

Damn it! Who's really the official director here?

"No troubles. When I left, those few lads were still dining at my house. How's the fishing net preparation?" Wu Liang asked with a light tone, swallowing the tea leaves.

Director Long squinted and said, "The fishing net is in place. It's up to you when to close it, as you're the chief commander of this mission. I won't interfere with your plans."

"Let's close the net now. We're in a hurry, Sir!"

"Okay, then now... what? Hold on, closing the net right now!?"

Not even Director Long, perhaps anyone, would have expected that the first moment Wu Liang returned from the Peach Blossom Spring to give them such a big surprise...