Chapter 234: Chapter 233: Let’s Just Call It the Folklore Squad

"Do you know anyone else with professions similar to the Paper Makers? And has anyone ever mastered their ultimate arts to the extent you have?"

Chu He, Gao Liceng, Qi Chaoyu, and Yumizakura strolled slowly down the street.

In the distance, a long line of red fire trucks sped down the road, one after another. It was quite a spectacle. This was a wealthy district, after all; any major incident here was bound to cause a huge stir.

Watching the red fire trucks race by, with their piercing, urgent sirens wailing, Gao Liceng’s face twisted into a disdainful sneer. "I do know one person.

"I don’t know the extent of his abilities, but I have a feeling he’s no ordinary man.

"Once, when I was on a break, the old man took a job.

"He had to deliver some finished Papermen and other items to a cemetery. There was a Tomb Guardian there—I met him once.

"As for whether anyone has mastered the ultimate Secret Technique of the Paper Makers to my level, I have no idea.

"The old man never said much about it. In any case, he never reached this level himself."

"Is that Tomb Guardian still there?" Chu He asked, his eyes lighting up.

"He should be. The guy was much younger than my old man. He was probably in his thirties when I met him," Gao Liceng replied.

"Alright, go get some rest for now. When you have time tomorrow, you can take me to meet this Tomb Guardian.

"If he really is an extraordinary person, I’ll do my best to recruit him for our team."

At this point, Chu He was almost certain. ’The Great Xia Empire must have people who carry on these strange and ancient professions.’

’These inheritors possess abilities far beyond those of ordinary people.’

’Like Gao Liceng, and even Xu Ping’an.’

’It’s just a shame Xu Ping’an only stumbled upon that Corpse Refinement Secret Technique and turned himself into a zombie.’

’Perhaps in the past, there was an entire profession dedicated to Corpse Refinement.’

"What’s our team’s name?" Gao Liceng asked curiously.

"I haven’t really thought about a name. How about we call it the ’Folklore Division’?"

The name came to Chu He quickly.

Back in the Demon Cave in the Great Jing Empire, Chu He had read many books on folklore.

He had become fascinated by the subject.

He had always wondered if such folklore-based professions actually existed in the real world.

Now that he had proof, Chu He felt a thrill of excitement.

The wealthy district was quite far from where Gao Liceng was staying.

Combined with the time they’d spent talking while Chu He asked his questions, it was already the dead of night.

In another hour or two, the sky would begin to lighten.

So, Chu He found a high-end, star-rated hotel for Gao Liceng to get some rest.

Gao Liceng’s eyes were heavy with exhaustion.

His battle with Huang Haibo’s family had consumed a tremendous amount of his energy.

While it may have seemed like Gao Liceng held the upper hand throughout the confrontation, in reality, maintaining that advantage had been anything but easy.

He had been forced to attack with his full power every single second to maintain that complete suppression.

In fact, toward the end of the fight, Huang Haibo had already started to lose his nerve.

If Huang Haibo hadn’t backed down, he and Gao Liceng might have been locked in a much more grueling battle.

After checking into the hotel, Gao Liceng took a shower.

He changed into the luxurious bathrobe provided by the hotel, flopped onto the bed, and was asleep in an instant.

As for Chu He, Yumizakura, and Qi Chaoyu, they were in another room.

"Mr. Chu, how should we handle the situation here in Huamen City?" Qi Chaoyu asked with a serious expression. The entire affair was, after all, reaching its conclusion.

"Arrest those who need arresting. Kill those who need killing."

Chu He’s voice was ice-cold. "Sometimes, a bloody purge is the only way to suppress the ambitions of those with ill intent. You’ve seen it yourself. Even in a small, third-tier city like this, there’s so much darkness."

"And that’s just what we’ve uncovered in a few short days."

"Who knows how much more lies hidden that we haven’t even touched."

"We can’t afford to be soft when dealing with a situation like this."

"Tell me, would you be interested in taking charge of the Defense Team in this city?"

"Me...? C-Can I really do that?"

Qi Chaoyu was stunned for a moment before asking, his expression full of excitement.

He never imagined Chu He would think so highly of him.

Although Qi Chaoyu was from the Great Xia Empire’s Royal City Defense Headquarters, he was only a minor team leader there, nowhere near the level required to be put in charge of an entire city.

However, Qi Chaoyu knew in his heart that if Chu He was willing to make the request, he could become the head of this city’s Defense Team in an instant.

After all, being the head of a city’s defenses was a far more prestigious position than being a simple team leader at headquarters.

"As long as you possess the same sense of justice as Gao Liceng, there won’t be a problem."

"The person in charge doesn’t need to be the strongest; what’s crucial is whether they can see their responsibilities through and shoulder the burden," Chu He said calmly. "If you’re willing, I can arrange it directly. I can also give you the authority to transfer a group of people to work under you. After all, this investigation will likely cost the Huamen City Defense Team quite a few of its members."

"I’m willing! I swear I will shoulder the burden!"

Qi Chaoyu’s expression became incredibly earnest, as if he wanted to tear his own heart out to prove his sincerity to Chu He.

’This might be the only chance I get in my entire life.’

’If I don’t seize it, I’ll regret it for the rest of my days.’

"Then it’s settled. You should get some rest too. Once you’ve recovered your energy tomorrow, you’ll be in charge of wrapping things up here. I’ll follow up on Gao Liceng’s situation," Chu He said.

"Then I’ll go get some rest." Qi Chaoyu nodded eagerly, like a chicken pecking at grain.

...

The next day, just as the sky began to show the pale light of dawn, the birds outside the window were already chirping merrily, and the streets were still mostly empty. It was then that Qi Chaoyu got out of bed and headed for the office.

After receiving Chu He’s promise, Qi Chaoyu had returned to his hotel room completely unable to sleep.

He was buzzing with an irrepressible excitement, as if he’d been shot full of adrenaline.

He could barely resist the urge to call his family and tell them the good news.

But realizing the time was inappropriate, he forced himself to suppress his excitement and put his phone down.

As soon as dawn finally broke, Qi Chaoyu set off, unable to wait a moment longer.

He needed to handle the affairs in Huamen City swiftly and efficiently, thereby proving to Chu He and everyone else that he was more than capable of handling the position of Huamen City’s chief.

Chu He, however, was oblivious to Qi Chaoyu’s state of mind.

Chu He hadn’t slept at all. Instead, he had been studying his system.

The system seemed to have fallen dormant recently, failing to trigger any new missions, which left Chu He feeling a bit bored.

But as for the system’s slacking, Chu He was used to it. Sometimes the missions it issued were as easy as breathing.

It wasn’t until around two or three in the afternoon that Gao Liceng finally roused himself from sleep.

After washing up and eating a meal, he led Chu He toward the cemetery.