Headquarters of the Management Department.

Two young monks from the Yuding Sect were chatting with the majority of the management department.

Facing this senior figure in the China Management Department, the two young men from Yuding Sect looked relaxed and spoke very casually.

"Minister Xu, the reason why we are willing to solve problems in this way is that we do not want to directly break the rules of the world. But this does not mean that we cannot do this, or we will not do this."

The young man with a national face was speaking. He looked at the elegant salesman who was over 60 years old and had a silver hair: "So we don't like your behavior of delaying time here and letting your men inform you."

The silver-haired and elegant old man is the main minister of the Management Department, an old man who devotes his life to the Management Department.

He has the scheming and means, knows how to be patient, and his various actions can also make simple kind people stunned, but he also has his own ethics and bottom line.

Song Yue had never met him, but this did not prevent him from appreciating Song Yue's energetic, passionate, righteous and kind young man.

Hearing the other party's merciless accusations, his expression did not change much. He just smiled faintly and said, "You are a little unfair. According to you, our young branch chief seems to have the ability to enter and exit the secret realm at any time. If that is the case, where can he go to the world? If he really wants to run away, he still needs to inform us?"

"Also, I don't know what evidence you have, but in the world, we have to tell evidence for everything. Even a criminal who committed a murderous crime will give him the right he deserves."

"For example, defend yourself."

He looked at two powerful men from the world of cultivation opposite him with calm eyes: "You cannot convict others by just relying on a free mind."

The young man with a national face frowned and said, "Of course there is evidence!"

"And I just emphasized that we just don't want to break the rules of the world, so we came here to talk to you. Otherwise, wouldn't it be easier for us to capture people directly?"

"We need you to bring people here, and we will naturally present evidence at that time. If we really wrongly accuse him, we will definitely show it."

"But your people are probably already contacting the young man now, right? Do you still have to suggest him hide?"

The young man with a national face looked at the old man: "We are not unreasonable people, nor are we the kind of people who do things randomly, but in you, I have not felt that sincerity. I only saw your side protecting your subordinates."

The beautiful young man said, "Forget it, we follow the rules, and people don't want to follow the rules with us. Let's go and find that person in our own way..."

He said, looking at the silver-haired minister of the Management Department, and said with a somewhat indifferent expression: "I have given you opportunities, but you have not cherished them, so you... don't think that the world of cultivation regards the sentient beings on earth as ants."

The beautiful young man and the young man with a national face stood up one after another and prepared to leave.

Although they are powerful, they dare not act on the spot in a place like the Management Department Headquarters. If there are still one or two places in the world that make them, such a group of practitioners, the Management Department Headquarters... must be one of them.

The Minister of the Management Department, with silver hair, sat there without moving, but just told a story with a calm expression.

"Some time ago, the Li family, the largest cultivation family in China, colluded with the ancestor Tian Songzi, the top demon sect in the ancient devil sect in the cultivation world, to cultivate a large number of demon cultivators for Tian Songzi..."

The young man with a national face and the beautiful young man who was about to leave paused slightly, stopped there, and looked at the old man with silver hair.

"During that period, a large number of demon cultivators suddenly broke out in various parts of China, and a large number of innocent people died. Even though the news was blocked, various rumors still spread, causing large-scale panic..."

The young man with a national face frowned; "What do you want to say?"

The old man with silver hair ignored him and was still calm and said in a calm tone: "Song Yue, who stole your Yuding Sect Medicine Garden in your eyes, took action to stop him and killed many demon cultivators, thus offending the Li family in China."

The young man with a national face tried to interrupt, but he felt that this old guy was clearly delaying time here.

But the beautiful young man seemed to understand something, and his eyes signaled his companion to be calm and sent a message to the other party with his spirit: "Don't worry, that boy can't run away, it's not a short time!"

The thin and elegant minister of the Management Department, with silver hair, continued to sound peacefully: "This incident caused great controversy in the top leaders of China at that time. The Li family's behavior was inhumane and his crimes should be punished... This is recognized by everyone."

"If you move on such a huge family rashly, let alone the demon sect like the ancient Tianle Sect that can gain a foothold in the cultivation world... it will probably cause a series of unpredictable terrifying consequences."

"But in the end, the Li family collapsed."

At this time, he looked up at the young man with a national face and a beautiful young man, and smiled and said, "Although the world is weak, our generation of human civilization is also very immature, don't doubt the courage and determination of the Chinese people at any time."

"But when we really want to do something, no one can stop it!"

"Even if there is a rolling thunder above our heads, we firmly believe that the thunder... will only strike those who commit sins!"

When the minister with silver hair said this, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Oh, I'm old, I'm talking long-winded, and I can't remember the topic I want to express."

"That's right, the two masters and disciples of Tianle Ancient Sect, came to the world one after another, and they were all dead."

This sentence was like a thunder, falling into the hearts of both the national face and the beautiful man.

Minister Yinhai finished the blow again: "The person who killed them is the master of the person you are looking for. Maybe you think the ceiling of the world is a transformation baby, but in fact... this understanding is a bit one-sided, too superficial, and very hasty."

"Although there are too many practitioners in this world who do not regard themselves as human beings and think that they are noble immortals, there are still many powerful people who have walked out of the world, and they have not forgotten their roots."

"As a demonic sect, Tianle Ancient Cult can gain a foothold in the world of cultivation. Speaking of which, it is indeed somewhat capable!"

Speaking of this, he looked at the two and said, "Don't you have anything to do? I'm a small temple, so I won't leave more two. Let's go slowly and don't send me off."

Two young monks from Yuding Sect, with a national face and a beautiful man, walked out of the headquarters of the Management Department silently, and no one spoke along the way.

After coming out, the young man with a national face couldn't help but growl: "He dares to threaten us!"

A hint of anger flashed in the beautiful man's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and said, "He didn't lie. Something big happened to the Tianle Ancient Sect. Before, a group of people suddenly attacked the Tianle Ancient Sect, killed many of their people, and injured Tiansongzi, who had not had much lifespan."

"I have heard of this. Is the root cause of this in the world?"

A young man with a national face frowned.

The beautiful man nodded: "It seems that this should be the case now, otherwise how could these mortals know?"

The young man with a national face said with an irritable look on his face: "What should we do now? Do we really have to let that secular mortal take over the treasure medicine that originally belonged to us?"

The beautiful man said in a cold voice: "Don't the world talk about evidence? Wouldn't we just leave any evidence for them?"

A young man with a national face looked at him.

The beautiful man said lightly: "Finish that person and take him away!"

They were very angry and thought that they would come to the world with their identity and origin. Even if these ordinary people were dissatisfied, they had to pinch their noses to help them catch the people.

What is the evidence?

I went back and directly used methods to question it, and found out the precious medicines from the young man, so I would have everything?

But unexpectedly, the other party not only delayed the time, but also threatened them directly!

They are not fools, how could they not hear the strong threat in the calm tone of the silver-haired old man?

Both of them felt very unlucky.

Now he decided to set off for Hangzhou and find the young man himself!

But they also understood that China is vast and if you want to find someone, it is difficult to draw people out in a short time with the two magic circle masters of the Jade Ding Sect.

Otherwise, how could they come to the management department to ask for someone?

At this time, the young man with a righteous national face suddenly said, "Don't he have family?"

The beautiful man frowned slightly.

The Yuding Sect is indeed a famous sect in the world of cultivation.

At least the people in their sect think so.

He often uses other people's family as bargaining chips to threaten, which is somewhat despised by some means.

The young man with a national face looked at him and whispered: "When is it now? Are you still worried about these things? If we only bring a bunch of pills and infant-level medicines, and then say that a few treasures that may be divine levels have been lost, what do you think the sect will view us?"

The beautiful man was still a little hesitant.

The young man with a national face said angrily: "If you don't go, I will go by myself! I will take this off myself when I look back! I don't believe it. If we really can't do anything to a mere ordinary man!"

The beautiful man sighed and said, "Okay, this is the only time. It's better to do less of this kind of thing. If you get used to it, it will backfire yourself."

The young man with a national face nodded: "Of course, after all, we also have family."

Then the young man with a Chinese face took out a communicator and began to contact the three-headed dragon organization.

Faced with the needs of the superior immortals, it is related to their enemies, so the three-headed dragon is naturally very cooperative.

The information about Song Yue’s mother and sister was soon sent over.

Before this, the three-headed dragon had already investigated various detailed information about Song Yue.

Although they decided to stop because of a big loss, stopping did not mean that they did not make any preparations.

After sending messages to Song Yue’s mother and sister, the Santoulong Organization also thoughtfully provided information about other people related to Song Yue.

For example, elite martial arts schools, such as the daughters of Qian and Wen families.

The two people who received the message were very satisfied.

The other information was temporarily thrown aside by them, and they decided to find Song Yue's mother and sister first.

Controlling those two people, Song Yue will have no way to escape!

Unless, that is a person who does not recognize his relatives.

But according to various information, Song Yue is not that kind of person.

A young man with a national face called a driverless taxi and chatted with a beautiful man in his spirit.

"Look, isn't this very simple? We shouldn't have gone to that damn management department from the beginning!"

...

Song Yue was downstairs of his company at this time, preparing to go in to find his mother and sister.

The two powerful practitioners made him somewhat afraid.
To be continued...