One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

"If you guys aren't going, then I'll go alone..." Noticing the resistant expressions on Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao's faces, Wang Zhenqiu wondered if it was really that bad, so he leaned down and asked again, "Is Jiang Bailan really that scary?"

Feng Baobao (nodding repeatedly): "How shocking!"

Zhang Chulan (sweating on his forehead): "You jerk, I advise you to drink rat tail juice!"

Wang Zhenqiu: "..."

Wang Zhenqiu stated that although Jiang Bailan was somewhat unreasonable in his actions, based on his ability to judge people, he was 100% certain that this company envoy was not a difficult person to communicate with.

"Really? Why do I feel that Jiang Bailan seems quite easy to talk to?"

冯宝宝：“?1?7?1?7(?7?9?2?7?5?1?7?9?2?7?6?8)吃吃吃!!吃烤鸡！”

Zhang Chulan: "o(?1?9Д?1?9)っ! Shocking!"

If someone else said that, Zhang Chulan wouldn't stand up to refute it, because Jiang Bailan did indeed appear very kind, or rather, when he wasn't causing him trouble, that's how he really was...

but……

you!

Wang Zhenqiu!

What gives this scoundrel who was thrown out of Biyou Village the confidence to think that Zhang Chulan's adoptive father is easy to talk to? Who gave you that confidence?!

Zhang Chulan is willing to gamble with his Kunkun; if the other party dares to enter Biyou Village, their fate will be extremely tragic!

You don't even need to go into the village.

Given Zhang Chulan's thorough understanding of his adoptive father, the fact that this scoundrel in front of him even had such a thought was already a grave crime!

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan rubbed his chin, hesitating whether he should stage a report to regain his godfather's approval.

Snapped!

Suddenly, to the astonishment of Feng Baobao and Wang Zhenqiu, Zhang Chulan slapped himself hard across the face, leaving them both dumbfounded.

Wang Zhenqiu: "Holy crap! Is Jiang Bailan really that scary? She's even willing to harm herself?"

Feng Baobao: "Zhang Chulan, stop hitting me, I'll give you a chicken leg."

Zhang Chulan didn't take their surprise to heart.

Taking the chicken leg from Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan thought to himself that he was a real scoundrel, actually thinking about whether or not to report Wang Zhenqiu. Wasn't that disloyal to his godfather?

He's just a jerk!

As long as he can gain his godfather's favor, he's determined to take this halberd—no, I mean, this villain!

Even Jesus couldn't stop it!

Having figured everything out, Zhang Chulan ignored Wang Zhenqiu and silently started eating his chicken leg.

After a moment, Zhang Chulan sensed something was wrong, looked up at Feng Baobao beside him, and asked, "Sister Baobao, where's the salt?"

Feng Baobao's eyes lit up, and she immediately replied, "My chicken leg is too salty?"

Wang Zhenqiu: "...Are you two performing a two-person comedy routine?"

"Fine! If you guys aren't going, I'll go alone..."

Watching Wang Zhenqiu get up to leave, Zhang Chulan slowly reached into his pocket, looking as if he would call to report him the moment he left...

"Where do you want to go?"

Before Wang Zhenqiu had completely disappeared from Zhang Chulan's sight, two figures emerged from the woods ahead: Jiang Bailan and Wang Ye, who was carrying Zhuge Qing.

"Godfather, no, Brother Lan, I'll report it! I'll expose it!"

Before Jiang Bailan could speak, Zhang Chulan, who was eating a chicken leg in the distance and was afraid of missing the opportunity to learn from the Dragon, suddenly jumped up. The Heavenly Master's Mansion's thunder magic instantly erupted, stimulating his body with lightning. At a speed that no one could understand, he knelt on one knee in front of Jiang Bailan in the blink of an eye.

Wang Zhenqiu: What incredible speed!

Wang Ye: Wang Defa! Bilian has made great progress lately!

Old Celestial Master: Is this how thunder magic is used?

Zhang Huaiyi: You really are my good grandson!

Jiang Bailan: A black man with a question mark?

Ignoring the shocked expressions of the others, Zhang Chulan shouted at the top of his lungs, "Act first and report later, imperial power... no, that's wrong, Brother Lan, I'm going to report that bastard Wang Zhenqiu!"

Jiang Bailan: ...

Is it just missing the flying fish robe and the embroidered spring knife...?

how?

Do you, Zhang Chulan, want to become a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard?

Jiang Bailan was speechless. He knew Zhang Chulan's thoughts very well. He was trying to please Zhang Chulan in order to get him to help him, but he really felt that it was unnecessary.

He knew very well that although Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao were in danger while pursuing the truth, nothing serious would happen to them, so there was no need for them to ask him for help.

Take ten thousand steps back.

If something really happens, he can't possibly not help out of respect for Xu San and Xu Si.

He likes to slack off and hates trouble, but he's not a heartless person.

So... there's really no need.

Wang Zhenqiu, standing to the side, was dumbfounded as to what Jiang Bailan was thinking.

What the hell?

Your reports and accusations have nothing to do with me. What did I do?

Wang Zhenqiu was helpless!

Wang Zhenqiu really wanted to hit someone!

But Wang Zhenqiu had to endure it!

The reason is simple: Jiang Bailan is here.

As for Wang Ye, he quietly watched the drama unfold, feeling that as long as Jiang Bailan was around, there would be endless fun every day.

Jiang Bailan glanced at the blonde "beauty" in front of her, then sat down by the campfire and gestured for Zhang Chulan to speak.

Once seated, Feng Baobao stopped eating the roast chicken, as if the primordial blood within her had been awakened, her bright eyes fixed on the shovel on Jiang Bailan's shoulder.

"Jiang Bailan, want some roast chicken...?"

As Feng Baobao spoke, she reached out to touch the shovel.

Jiang Bailan: "..."

Seeing Feng Baobao's actions, Jiang Bailan did not stop her, but instead handed the shovel to her, which was also the reason he came here.

How could someone do such a menial task as burying a person by themselves?

Professional matters should be left to professionals, and Feng Baobao is a very professional one.

yawn!

At this moment, Qiu Rang, who was fast asleep in Biyou Village, suddenly shuddered. A strange chill swept over him, and he couldn't help but tighten the blanket covering him.

Qiu Rang: How can it be cold in summer...?

Upon hearing Jiang Bailan's question, Zhang Chulan quickly came over. Wang Zhenqiu was also very curious and wanted to hear what the other party wanted to expose about him.

Although he really wanted to do something for Jiang Bailan, he hadn't even started yet!

We can't convict him just because he had some thoughts in his mind!

Zhang Chulan: "Brother Lan, I want to report this. Wang Zhenqiu wants to go back to Biyou Village. He has ulterior motives..."

Wang Zhenqiu: "..."

That's it?

That's it!

Faced with Zhang Chulan's report, Wang Zhenqiu showed utter disdain. He thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be just a trivial matter.

Jiang Bailan was indeed a special envoy, and I did disobey orders.

They're all temporary workers; who wouldn't disobey orders sometimes?

Would the other party really attack him over such a trivial matter?

young!

It's such a festive time!

Wang Zhenqiu felt that Zhang Chulan was still too young and didn't understand the intricacies of the workplace.

Wang Zhenqiu laughs at Zhang Chulan for not understanding the workplace!

Zhang Chulan laughed at Wang Zhenqiu for not understanding Jiang Bailan!

He certainly didn't understand the workplace, but he understood Jiang Bailan very well, and unfortunately, Jiang Bailan represented the rules to some extent.