I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 611 - 239: Refusing to Leave, Scorching Sun of the Scorching Sun Department (5k) _2

In the end, there was only a little bit of spirituality left, then he put it alone in the box.

Who would have thought, that gray cloth, who knows when, squeezed itself back onto the Magic Sword.

And he really had wrapped the Magic Sword in the gray cloth for a while before—lots of people at the Celestial Master Mansion had seen it—now that they see it again, no one thought anything was off.

Well, this is just great, he doesn't even need to think hard, just knows that the gray cloth definitely took a liking to Wen Yan—and dragged his Magic Sword along with it, chasing after Wen Yan.

Eight or nine times out of ten, it was that gray cloth who tied itself onto Wen Yan. Even if you don't want it, you don't have a choice.

That's the current Scorching Sun, after all. Something like the gray cloth—got spirituality but no upgrade path—unless the two personalities are total opposites, with that gray cloth's nature, there's no way it wouldn't like Wen Yan.

Old Celestial Master figured it out now—why the Scorching Sun Department took away his Magic Sword and still hadn't brought it back.

His Magic Sword went off on its own, followed someone away. The Scorching Sun Department certainly wouldn't come asking about it.

On the other side, the General Director really was a little puzzled.

He thought about it. Probably just that last time, the Magic Sword went off with Wen Yan by itself, so Old Celestial Master was just giving an attitude.

Now the attitude's been shown, there's no more issue.

None of them thought about that gray cloth.

A few minutes later, Feng Yao called a bunch of times and finally got through to Wen Yan.

"Hello? Couldn't get through to your phone again. Went somewhere with no signal?"

"Mm, just found that Burned-to-Death Ghost. Took it out easily. What's up?"

"General Director just sent word, says you need to bring the Celestial Sword Master to the Capital. Old Celestial Master wants to do a Yin Spirit Leaving the Body—heading out somewhere."

"You guys come pick it up yourselves."

"Come on, you're faster, and it's safer. Time's tight."

Wen Yan had just come to Old Zhao's Basement. He glanced at Tong Si and Feng Wei, who were with him, and sighed.

"Fine, I'll make a delivery. Old Celestial Master's Magic Sword is no use to me anyway."

He hung up, only to see the Five Brothers lined up on the basement stairs, five heads all in a row.

"You eaten?"

"We have white-cut chicken."

"And boiled shrimp."

"If you haven't eaten, come eat with us?"

"Is this your friend too?"

After Fifth Brother spoke, the other four all turned to look at him.

Fifth Brother quickly added,

"If your friend hasn't eaten, they can join us."

"I already ate. You guys go ahead, I've got things to do. Later, call Old Zhao and come eat at my place." Wen Yan waved and kept heading down the Nether Path with his crew.

As they walked, Tong Si still looked a bit shocked. He really hadn't expected there would be ghosts above the Big Intersection.

He'd thought of a lot of things—just never imagined this one.

"There're a few ghosts' homes above the Big Intersection—my neighbors. Every time I pass by, I walk through their place."

Tong Si's mind was a mess, trying to digest all the info in this sentence.

Ghosts' homes, neighbors…

The more he thought, the more confused he got, just couldn't wrap his head around it.

But actually, the urge to get that so-called housing fund was getting stronger.

Walking along the Nether Path, Tong Si finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"That, uh, housing fund or whatever—how do you get it?"

"Just work for a proper company or office. They usually have it. Why? You want to buy a house?"

"I really do want my own place. Doesn't have to be big—just a tiled house, with a kang I can lie on, that'll do."

"If you're up for it and you perform well, I'll introduce you to a job."

Tong Si felt a lot more at ease. At least the Burned-to-Death Ghost was gone—his entrance gift was delivered.

If he could get himself a room now, that'd be perfect.

They walked all the way through the Nether Path, exited at the Suburbs of Capital, and the Scorching Sun Department already had people waiting there. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Wen Yan stepped out, grabbed behind him, and the gray cloth on his back unwrapped itself, letting Wen Yan pull out the Chunjun Mace.

Wen Yan gave the gray cloth a light pat, then reached out again and only then took down the Celestial Sword Master.

He put it in the box the Scorching Sun Department members had prepared in advance.

That gray cloth had one end still tied to the Celestial Sword Master, like it was really reluctant—when Wen Yan reached out, ready to yank the gray cloth off, the gray cloth finally let go of the Celestial Sword Master.

The Scorching Sun guys looked a bit puzzled, wanted to ask if the gray cloth wrapping the Celestial Sword Master shouldn't go in the box too?

But looking at that cloth, which just looked like rough fabric, they didn't say anything. Kind of felt Old Celestial Master was down-to-earth—wrapping the Celestial Sword Master in such rough cloth. Makes sense, really.

Watching the Scorching Sun folks leave, Wen Yan patted the gray cloth draped over his shoulder.

"You're not going with them?"

The gray cloth immediately wrapped the Chunjun Mace up tight, swish swish swish, coiling fast around Wen Yan.

Seeing this, Wen Yan thought, all right, no need to ask.

This gray cloth's latched on to him—willing to ditch even the Celestial Sword Master for him.

"I'll have to ask Old Celestial Master about this—otherwise, with you just crashing at my place and not leaving, and I just taking you in, that doesn't look right."

The gray cloth didn't budge.

Wen Yan sighed to himself. What's with all these things? Each one weirder than the next.

He didn't go to Scorching Sun Headquarters—just turned and left.

Meanwhile, the Magic Sword arrived at Headquarters, and the General Director brought it to the underground floor.

They took the elevator to the seventh basement level.

This place is actually just the Scorching Sun Headquarters warehouse—a pretty unique one, though.

When the General Director brought the Magic Sword, Old Celestial Master had already used it to do a Yin Spirit Leaving the Body and appeared next to the General Director.

They arrived there; the two Deputy Ministers and seven Directors were all present, including that Director from the previous list.