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"Haha, you brat, I'll remember you. I hope I never run into you again!" The servant-like man lightly touched the ground with his toes, leaving behind these words, and quickly flew out of the city lord's mansion.

"What's going on?" It wasn't until this moment that Huo Kong realized what was happening.

"Anyway, they're up to no good. This is bad. Quickly go check your treasure room to see if anything is missing!" Fan Tong slapped his forehead, grabbed Ma Qiduo, and walked forward.

After being reminded, Huo Kong quickly arrived at the treasure room, found the hidden mechanism, and opened the door.

Huo Kong rushed ahead and headed straight inside, while Fan Tong did not go in but stood guard at the entrance.

"How is it?" Not long after, Huo Kong came out from inside.

"Sigh! Nothing else is missing, but the five ancestral human skin masks are gone!" Huo Kong sighed, feeling very ashamed.

"Oh? They only took the mask? Is there anything special about it?" Fan Tong was also puzzled. Why would a demon from the Yellow Demon Realm go to such lengths just for this?

"This mask was made by some radical ancestors who combined their own aura concealment techniques. It has some of the abilities of aura concealment, allowing it to transform into other people's appearances and hide its own aura. It is not easy to discover one's true nature unless one uses it at full power."

"Oh? So that means the Demon Clan's mission didn't completely fail!" Fan Tong was slightly silent, not expecting that the so-called envoy was actually in Tianhuo City.

"But it's good, they've achieved their goal, and Skyfire City will be safe from now on!"

Fan Tong didn't delve any further. Since things had come to this, so be it. Whatever the demons' schemes might be, they would naturally come to light in time.

"Young Master Fan, please come with me into the treasure room. The things inside may not be the best, but you can take anything you need!" Huo Kong said as he stepped forward when he saw that Fan Tong's complexion had improved.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony with you, I'll go in and have a look around!" Fan Tong said, and walked in with Huo Kong as he was led inside.

Half an hour later, accompanied by Huo Kong, Fan Tong happily came out.

"Young Master Fan, are you only taking one? Why don't you go in and pick some more?" Huo Kong was a little embarrassed, thinking that Fan Tong was thinking of him and that he was too embarrassed to take more.

"No need, this is the most practical for me. Let's go, it should be those cultivators from the Fengqing Sect coming!" Fan Tong declined, and upon hearing the commotion in the front yard, he immediately hurried over there.

"Young city lord, you're not lying to us, are you? Such a loud fight, and you're telling me nothing's wrong?" Ke Bu'e didn't dare to be presumptuous this time, but his words still betrayed some disbelief.

"Of course I wouldn't dare lie to you immortals. The commotion just now was just Brother Fan dealing with those demons. Everything's fine now!" Huo Xian replied casually.

"Oh? The demons have shown up? How are they now? Where is Fan Tong? He thinks he can deal with the demons? That's a joke!"

Upon hearing Huo Xian's words, one of the disciples stepped forward and spoke ill of Fan Tong, calling him a worthless scoundrel.

Ke Bu'e shuddered upon hearing this. He had thought Bai Chi was already quite brave, but whose subordinate was this, speaking so recklessly about Fan Tong, that tough nut to crack?

Oh! So you're Elder Mochou's disciple. That's alright then!

"You good-for-nothing, where have you been hiding? I never thought you would dare to sneak out of the sect. Do you have a death wish?" Elder Mochou's handsome eldest disciple, Han Qianliu, shouted loudly.

"Which dog is barking here? Who left their door open and exposed themselves?" Fan Tong, who had come over, immediately retorted upon hearing the shout.

"Hmph! You dare to show yourself! Watch how I avenge my poor junior sister Bai Jie!" Han Qianliu drew his Frost Sword, its blade pointing directly at Fan Tong.

"With your cultivation at the eighth level of the Human Spirit Realm? You're probably still a bit lacking!" Fan Tong didn't care at all and turned to Huo Xian.

"Senior Brother Han, calm down. Fighting here is not a good look!" Several disciples who came with Han Qianliu stepped forward to persuade him.

"Yes, Senior Brother Han, and we're currently on a mission, so the mission should be our priority!"

These disciples were filled with regret. They had been deeply saddened by Bai Jie's death and had dragged her out to clear her head. Little did they expect to run into Fan Tong here.

"Senior Brother Fan, the young city lord just said the matter is resolved, is that true?"

"Xiao Ke, come here. I've figured out what these demons are up to regarding the City Lord's Mansion. You should all go do what you're supposed to do and stop bothering them!"

Fan Tong walked up to Ke Bu'e, seemingly speaking to Ke Bu'e, but actually encompassing everyone.

"Oh? Congratulations, Senior Brother Fan, on successfully completing this unexpected mission. I never imagined you were so powerful!"

Ke Bu'e gave an awkward smile, secretly lamenting that the days ahead would be even more difficult, and took the opportunity to flatter him!

"Haha, dealing with those demon bastards is a piece of cake for me!"

"Fan Tong, don't be so smug! It's only because of this harmonious society that you've been saved. Otherwise, I would have punched you to death to avenge my junior sister Bai Jie!"

Han Qianliu glared at Fan Tong with resentment, his face full of unwillingness, but he didn't have the guts to violate the sect's rules in public!

"Oh! You're still pretty defiant, aren't you? How about this, ten days from now at noon, let's have a match at the First Martial Arts Arena, and I'll give you a chance to vent your frustrations!"

Taking advantage of the situation, Fan Tong challenged someone to a duel. Since he had already caught the eye of some people in the sect, he might as well show off his talents and attract more attention.

"What? You're actually courting death? You're truly courting death! Well then, I'll let you enjoy yourself for a few more days!"

After Han Qianliu finished speaking, he turned and left with his henchmen.

"Tch! All bragging, but I'll beat you so badly your own mother won't recognize you! Xiao Ke, don't you think?"

Fan Tong ignored Han Qianliu and casually asked Xiang Ke if he was not bad.

"Huh? Hehe... Senior Brother Fan is awesome! Look at my memory, my pigs are about to give birth, I have to hurry back and check on them. Senior Brother Fan, you go ahead and do your thing, I'm outta here!"

Ke Bu'e slapped his forehead, looking annoyed. Without waiting for Fan Tong to speak, he winked at his little follower and strode outside!

"Wow, I didn't expect you to be so responsible. Congratulations!"

Upon hearing Fan Tong's words, Ke Bu'e's legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground. Amidst the laughter and jeers of the other disciples, he fled in a panic.

"Everyone, now that this matter is settled, you may all disperse!" Fan Tong called out to the remaining disciples, then led Huo Xian toward Huo Kong's room.

"Brother Fan, we really owe you a lot this time. Otherwise, my father would have really been harmed by the demons!"

Seeing that everything had settled down, Huo Xian bowed deeply to Fan Tong.

"You don't need to be so polite. I see a reflection of myself in you, which is why I'm happy to help you. Besides, I've already received a reward, so you don't need to go to such lengths."

“Young Master Fan, Xian’er is right. You have saved our Huo clan from dire straits. A mere martial arts skill is not enough to express our gratitude.”

"I have something else to say, but I'm not sure if I should."