Already sensing something was off, Ninth Master said heavily, "Show me your sincerity. After I see it, I'll give you an accurate reply."

"First of all, you won't have to worry about food and shelter for the rest of your life," Xiao Feng said with a slight smile.

Ninth Master remained unmoved but knew that Xiao Feng's words were not as simple as they appeared.

Sure enough, Xiao Feng continued, "Moreover, we'll give you a free haircut and an orange vest. With your hair cut and the vest on, you'll definitely look more spirited than you do now."

"I told you, I don't like beating around the bush. Just say it straight. If I refuse to help, you'll send me to prison, right?" Ninth Master said unhappily.

Xiao Feng nodded, unceremoniously commenting, "Although you're a bit older, your brain still works well. With your understanding, you'd probably do well inside."

Ninth Master said coldly, "Don't you think you're too confident? The people who come to me can offer any enticing conditions, just as they can use any kind of threat. But your threats are too childish."

"I'm different from them. They can't deliver on their words, but I can do what I say," Xiao Feng said as he pulled up a photo on his phone and pushed it in front of Ninth Master.

Ninth Master's brows furrowed, feeling a more ominous premonition, but he still took the phone to look. What he saw was a photo of Xiao Feng's ID card, with some basic information written below.

What stood out most was the line for the affiliated unit, which read: Demon Suppression Special Operations Team (Reserve Member).

The source of this photo naturally came from Gong Kaishan. With this layer of identity, as long as it's not a major issue, it can be easily dealt with. It also saved Xiao Feng from always calling him over trivial matters.

Only at moments like this did Xiao Feng feel the benefits of authority. No wonder so many people are obsessed with it—the special privileges that come with it truly are one of life's most wonderful feelings.

"Does this department exist?" Ninth Master asked suspiciously.

Based on Xiao Feng's previous unserious demeanor, Ninth Master felt his suspicion was reasonable, thinking the other might have just made up a non-existent department to fool him.

Xiao Feng smiled confidently and dialed a number, then leisurely began to drink his tea.

Before long, a Passat pulled up outside the inn.

Upon seeing the license plate, Miao Ruifeng shivered instinctively, hurriedly got up from the steps, dusted off his pants, and went to greet them.

A middle-aged man in black got out from the driver's seat, his skin slightly dark, hair sparse, and skin rough, obviously someone who often stayed up late for work.

His name was Ma Qiang, the police chief of the town's station, and he had dealt with Miao Ruifeng many times, making them old acquaintances.

"Brother Ma, what brings you here?" Miao Ruifeng said, nodding and bowing. "I've been keeping myself in check lately, haven't done anything illegal."

Ma Qiang frowned slightly, looking at Miao Ruifeng's arm hanging on his chest, his eyes full of suspicion.

Miao Ruifeng hastily explained, "Don't misunderstand, I slipped while bathing, didn't get into any fights."

Ma Qiang, impatient, waved his hand and strode into the inn without delay.

"Brother Ma, don't rush, have a cigarette first." Miao Ruifeng quickly caught up, inwardly grumbling. Every time he saw this man, it was never good news, yet he had to greet him with a smile.

Upon seeing Xiao Feng, Ma Qiang surprisingly showed a smile: "Comrade Xiao Feng, I'm Chief Ma Qiang of the station. If you need our cooperation, just let us know."

Ninth Master was dumbfounded, questioning whether he misheard.

Ma Qiang actually addressed Xiao Feng as "you," and even used the words "just let us know"?

But seeing the polite smile on Ma Qiang's face and the unmistakable apprehension in his eyes, Ninth Master finally confirmed he wasn't hearing things.

He also confirmed that Xiao Feng indeed had the ability to make him spend his remaining years in prison.

Xiao Feng pointed at Ninth Master with a smile and said, "Hello, Chief Ma, you must recognize this gentleman. In his younger years, he was a formidable figure in this area, with just a stomp..."

But before Xiao Feng could continue, Ninth Master quickly interrupted, "Not at all, it's all in the past. A hero doesn't talk about his past glories, Chief Ma, please sit down and chat."

As he spoke, he grabbed a new cup and poured tea for Ma Qiang, while frantically giving Xiao Feng signals not to expose his past.

It wasn't that Ninth Master was cowardly, but his intuition told him that even without solid evidence, Xiao Feng could still find a reason to strip him of his freedom.

Ma Qiang took the teacup with both hands and said, "Of course, I've heard of Ninth Master's fame. In his younger years, he ventured into business, and in his later years, he donated all his wealth. Such courage and benevolence, I truly admire."

After the pleasantries, Ma Qiang looked at Xiao Feng: "Let's talk business first, why did you call me over?"

"It's nothing much, just this old gentleman doesn't believe in my identity. Could you vouch for me?" Xiao Feng said casually.

Ma Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, readily agreeing, "That's simple."

Thinking it over, it wasn't hard to conclude that Ma Qiang wasn't the type to aggressively climb the ladder, or perhaps he had long passed that age. Otherwise, he wouldn't still be a chief at his age in the town.

So when Xiao Feng sought him out, the first thought in Ma Qiang's mind wasn't "opportunity to excel," but rather hoped there wouldn't be any major cases needing his help.

Feeling relaxed, Ma Qiang explained to Ninth Master with a smile, "Ninth Master, the Demon Suppression Operations Team is a highly confidential organization. I only heard about it from higher-ups, so if they need your assistance, it's best to cooperate."

"Cooperate, cooperate, definitely cooperate!" Ninth Master nodded repeatedly.

"Then, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave?" Ma Qiang asked tentatively.

Xiao Feng nodded, "Thank you, Chief Ma, for coming all the way for such a small matter."

"Please don't say that..."

After a round of polite exchanges, Ma Qiang drove away, while Ninth Master leaned back in his chair, taking deep breaths.

At this moment, Miao Ruifeng hesitated whether to cozy up to Xiao Feng, especially since Ma Qiang had just been very polite to him, which suggested that Xiao Feng's identity is definitely not simple.

Five minutes later, Xiao Feng impatiently tapped the table, "So, still don't believe? How about I make another call and find someone of a higher rank to prove it?"

Ninth Master slowly opened his eyes, resigned, and said, "No need, I'll agree to go with you."

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