Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 588: Broken Teeth (Please Subscribe)

"Oh, you mean to say you were completely unaware of the other's actions before this incident occurred?" After hearing Bailang's explanation, Pei Yan remained unmoved, took a bottle of water from his storage ring, slowly unscrewed the cap, and asked back.

Unable to discern Pei Yan's inner thoughts from his expressionless, now-calm face, Bailang had to stick to the prearranged narrative and replied with a firm resolve, "Yes, at first, our agents secretly protecting us thought this was just a private interaction among your members, so they didn't interfere until they realized something was wrong when too much time had passed. Only then did they rush in to check, finding the place empty, leaving only a shattered teleportation mirror."

"I'm truly touched by how considerate you are of our people's emotional lives!" Pei Yan patted Bailang's shoulder with a cold smile, "Isn't this our testament to mutual respect, friendship, and equality?"

"Where are Samikina and Miss Sifuer?" Pei Yan interrupted Bailang before he could continue, asking this question while he took a big gulp from the bottle of water.

"During this time, Sifuer has been undergoing special training. When she received the news, she happened to be practicing, which caused a disorder in her meridians from sudden fury, injuring her internally. Mr. Samikina is currently treating her and will come to meet you shortly."

"What a coincidence!"

Listening to Pei Yan's nonchalant remark after he finished drinking and casually tossed the empty bottle to the side, Bailang feigned irritation and discontent, "Mr. Shitang, ever since I came to inform you, you've been sarcastic towards me. Neither of us wanted the situation to evolve to this point. Our two great families are well aware of and highly value our cooperation!"

"Don't get excited, Mr. Bailang! Truly, I believe what you're saying! Elder Lin!" Pei Yan stepped in front of Bailang, placed both hands on his shoulders, stared him in the eyes, and earnestly stated.

Elder Lin swiftly stepped out from the crowd and approached the two after hearing his name, listening as Pei Yan continued, "This is our best healing personnel, whose skills are unparalleled. Elder Lin, go with Mr. Bailang later and give Miss Sifuer a thorough examination! If you can help, do so. Afterward, meet with Mr. Samikina and me at the town entrance."

As Pei Yan emphasized certain words, Elder Lin nodded with a smile, agreed, and moved to stand silently behind Bailang.

With his gaze returning from Elder Lin, Pei Yan stared again at Bailang and asked, "Does Mr. Bailang have any leads on the identity of the kidnappers?"

"Hmph!" Bailang sneered, maintaining composure, "Mr. Shitang, why still probe further with me at this stage? Before I arrived, we had a vague guess about who made the move, and after seeing your actions, I am even more certain of my guess. You actually knew who did it from the start, didn't you?"

"Then tell me about their strength." Pei Yan, unable to find any flaw, temporarily put aside his suspicion to ask.

"The special task force's main strength includes one high-ranking middle-tier and four initial high-ranking members. Following them are eighteen mid-tier Demon Race members, as well as an army of two thousand forty-eight Demon Race Knights and six hundred Warlocks under their command."

"Are there any individuals among them related to you?"

"No, those affiliated with us left the task force's base after arriving and are currently residing in our mansion."

"Very well! What stance have you decided to take on this matter?"

Faced with Pei Yan's piercing gaze, Bailang gave a wry smile, shaking his head helplessly, "Mr. Shitang, at this point, I have nothing to hide. You must have heard about everything happening in the town these days. Behind this conflict with the special task force lies a power struggle between our family's lineage and the emerging nobility. As two of the major lineage families, we have irreconcilable conflicts with the special task force's commander, Dieterma, an emerging noble. Their move is to destroy our alliance. Such selfishness, disregarding the greater good of the Demon Race and betraying our trust, will be scorned by all Demons! As long as you express your support, our two families will risk being punished by the Demon God to root out this evil and rescue our kidnapped allies!"

As Bailang declared his intentions with fervor and sincerity, Pei Yan was skeptical, "If you hold such an attitude, it is worthy of our camaraderie. We at the Investigation Office will rescue our people on our own, but please go back, mobilize your troops, and follow my orders. Once the hostages are freed, completely encircle the task force's camp so not a single culprit escapes."

"No problem, I'll go prepare immediately! I won't let Mr. Shitang down!" Bailang, seeing Pei Yan's stance, promptly promised.

Pei Yan nodded with satisfaction and gave Elder Lin a look, who understood the signal, nodded lightly, and followed Bailang's group out.

As Bailang stepped out of the manor gates, feeling as if he had escaped a tiger's den, he let out a long sigh of relief. Inside, he marveled at how Pei Yan's aura and strategies had grown stronger and more formidable over time, evolving from a somewhat youthful and awkward performance at first meeting to an intimidating presence. From him, Bailang could already see the shadows of the top figures in the Holy City. This young man, if he continues to grow, will undoubtedly become a new powerhouse renowned across multiple realms.

As he was filled with emotion, a gentle breeze swept past, and Bailang suddenly felt as if something had splattered on his face. He reached up to wipe it off, only to find his hand stained with red. In shock, he looked up and saw steel poles erected one after the other, stretching from the manor entrance to the end of the street, where the spies taken away earlier were now hanging from several poles in the distance.

Bailang hurriedly stepped forward to get a closer look, and a chill ran down his spine. He saw that these spies had their tendons in their hands and feet severed, hanging upside down from the poles, mouth agape, bleeding profusely but unable to utter a single word, their tongues and teeth forcibly torn out.

Looking around at the ground littered with broken teeth and severed tongues, his companions gasped in horror, grateful they hadn't ended up like the spies!

Retracting his gaze, Bailang felt both terrified by Pei Yan's ruthless means of retribution and secretly pleased that those foolish ones had encountered the God of Slaughter!

Inside the manor, watching Bailang and his group vanish beyond the gates, Hu Wenjun approached Pei Yan and murmured, "Do you suspect they've tampered with this affair, using us as a pawn?"

"It's their usual trick. They've been at it since I arrived, but they've done it so well this time I can't catch them in the act for now!" Pei Yan said, looking toward Xia, who had finished erecting the poles and was walking back, "Let's set this matter aside for now. The priority is to rescue Old Jiang first."