Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 524 - 102: The Cruel Struggle Between Humans and Demons

The teacher passes on knowledge, receives students, and resolves doubts.

The thing Wang Yunxiao admired most about Principal Zhou was that he truly gave up all his riches and honors and wholeheartedly devoted himself to teaching and educating people.

In just a few words, he resolved the confusion that had been lingering in his mind.

What does Old Master He want? What does He Baiyang want? What do I want?

Speaking of fighting for the people and the greater good of the nation all sounds so hollow.

It even tends to cause physical discomfort in some people, who loudly proclaim, "What does this have to do with my monthly salary of twenty dollars?"

Over the phone, Principal Zhou gave Wang Yunxiao a straightforward answer.

We are human, and now it’s a world of humans.

But there are also demons wearing human skins, who feed on humans.

The victims today could be Li Mumu, Jiang Yinyin, or some unknown girl whose name he didn’t know.

The victims are all human, with no fundamental differences.

As for the perpetrators, regardless of their reasons or excuses, these victims are not considered human in their eyes.

This is the struggle between humans and demons.

"The Ma Family came to Tianmen to purge their ranks and chase the traitorous Demon Fox. They clearly look down on us Tianmen people, thinking we’re too influenced by the foreigners, conspiring and untrustworthy."

"That’s bullshit!"

Guozi rolled his eyes, "Brother, just say who we’re going to hit, and it’s done!"

Wang Yunxiao nodded, "Exactly, those bumpkins from outside think they’re all that after fighting a small skirmish with the Rakshasa, not knowing their place. We Tianmen people have been dealing with all kinds of foreigners for sixty years, what haven’t we seen?"

"So there’s no need to explain to them. We’ll do as our grandfathers did, as our uncles did, just follow the same old methods. Let those bumpkins see what it means to leave professional matters to professionals!"

How the Tianmen people fought against the foreigners can be summed up in one sentence—when even the young ladies and daughters-in-law put on red clothes to burn down Western Churches, even feudal propriety must give way. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Youtiao frowned, "Brother, if the situation escalates too much, it might not end well, right?"

"If we don’t cause a big uproar, wouldn’t that be a waste of all this gear we’ve freeloaded?"

"Well, that’s true..."

Youtiao thought about it but continued to advise, "Brother, we’re just passersby, not like their entrenched cannons. We can’t be too reckless, we need to find a way to extract ourselves in time... after all, we still have three little ones depending on us."

Wang Yunxiao laughed, "No worries, don’t forget, we’re dressed as customs officers; to outsiders, we appear as Yan Yu’an’s men. After the deed is done, who will know who we were if we remove our vests?"

"I was thinking, it’d be a shame to throw away these clothes."

Youtiao certainly understood the benefits of wearing this disguise, able to slip away if real trouble came. But as the family’s quartermaster, he couldn’t let his brother be so reckless. If conditions allowed, they naturally wanted to keep everything.

"You handle it."

"Right, Loach, follow me."

The plan had just been settled when the truck carrying them also came to a stop. The driver rolled down the window and said, "Captain Wang, we’re here."

"Let’s go!"

Wang Yunxiao pulled on his mask, leading the way as he jumped off the truck.

Before him lay a scene of blue tiles and white walls, grand gates, and large households, with a monumental red gate embedded with golden copper nails, flanked by two stone lions, one on each side, and a plaque above the gate bearing the large characters "Shen Garden."

Jianlan Road, number 6.

The address carved with a small knife on the severed hand left in the hospital.

The Ma Family had arrived yesterday at this address, only to disappear without a trace here.

The gate was firmly shut, seemingly unwelcoming to anyone who hadn’t made an appointment in advance.

Wang Yunxiao, holding a Liuyun Rifle in one hand, walked to the entrance and kicked the door.

The solid wooden gate weighing hundreds of pounds shattered instantly.

"What are you doing, what are you doing! You’ve got some nerve! Do you know whose mansion this is?"

As the gate smashed apart, stirring up clouds of dust, several doorkeepers covered their mouths and noses and rushed out, shouting and cursing loudly.

The leader stepped forward to stop Wang Yunxiao but was met with a rifle butt to the face, sending his teeth flying and abruptly ending his crude swearing.

"Arrest everyone! Anyone who dares resist will be killed without mercy!"

Suddenly, chaos erupted.

Wang Yunxiao walked into the main hall, looking around casually, and indeed, it could be described as exquisitely detailed, epitomizing extravagant luxury.

Such Southern Suzhou-style gardens were not designed for living but for enjoyment. Due to the different climates between the north and the south, many garden features didn’t last long.

For instance, the commonly seen small bridges over flowing water in the garden would freeze into solid blocks of ice in the northern winters, leaving no beauty to speak of. However, maintaining such landscapes of small bridges over flowing water during the bitter months subtly highlighted the wealth and status of the family head.

Even the seemingly inconspicuous doors and panels in this hall were made of yellow rosewood, hand-carved with intricate designs, common at first glance but extraordinary upon closer look.

Without a certain level of discernment, even if invited as a guest, one wouldn’t grasp the depths here.

The boarding students at Qinghe Middle School were still eating pickled vegetables and cornbread in the canteen, where adding some canned meat to boiled potato strips was considered a luxury.

Yet here in Shen Garden, merely a gift for the minor achievement of the Shen family’s youngest daughter, fetching any item at random could possibly equal half a year’s food subsidy of Qinghe Middle School.

Not even two years since the establishment of the new government, the Shen family had already attained such lavish wealth and glory.

Could they really still be considered human?

Thinking this, Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help but laugh. After a mere glance, he thought of all this, how could there not be another discerning person in this world?

After all, the Shen family always considered themselves the President’s trusted followers, claiming to be the dragon’s ministers, brazenly using the President’s credentials to tell others that striking them was akin to slapping the President’s face.

How could anyone speak up against that?

Some people stayed silent due to concerns, others... perhaps they were pleased to see it happen, maybe even secretly encouraging it.

From this perspective, the appearance of the Imperial Jade Seal at this time might not necessarily be a good thing for the Shen family.

Many questions that had troubled Wang Yunxiao in the past seemed to find their answers at this moment.

This was a nail.

And his current role was akin to a hammer, not only to drive the nail in but also to change the head before pulling it back out.

Pull out the radish, bring out the dirt.

"Sir! Let’s talk this out, sir! There might be some misunderstanding here!"

As Wang Yunxiao quietly pondered, Guozi and Youtiao brought forward a middle-aged man, who, judging by his attire and demeanor, seemed to be the steward of the place.

Without waiting for him to engage in polite conversation, Wang Yunxiao cut straight to the chase, "Where is Shen Qingxi?"

"The third miss is not at home."

As expected, Shen Qingxi wasn’t in Shen Garden, or more precisely, wasn’t in "this" Shen Garden.

This place was a trap specifically prepared for the Ma Family!