Chapter 212: Underworld Office Arrival
Old Master Wu, having held high positions for many years, had long cultivated an invisible aura about him. Normally, this aura was imperceptible, but as his face darkened, this presence immediately manifested.
Several bodyguards dared not disobey Old Master Wu's command and could only carry all the corpses present onto the vehicle.
"Haoran, how should these corpses be handled? " Old Master Wu asked, looking at Yang Haoran with a serious expression.
"First, transport them back to the South Lake Death God Temple, then await the arrival of the higher-ups," Yang Haoran replied.
With such a major incident occurring, the Underworld Office would certainly dispatch people to investigate swiftly. That's why Yang Haoran decided to preserve these corpses for now; they should prove useful when the time comes.
Originally, it would have been best to let Wang Yiming and the Spirit Police handle the aftermath of an incident like this. Whether it was dealing with the scene or handling the post-incident affairs, the Spirit Police were undoubtedly the best choice.
However, considering that this matter wasn't over yet and he would still have to deal with the higher-ups later, he decided to have Old Master Wu come over and bring all the corpses back to the South Lake Death God Temple.
Besides this reason, there was another: everyone who died tonight in the Ghost Building was from the Underworld Office, including the Emissary of Death Deng Feng. If their bodies fell into the hands of the Spirit Police, they would inevitably be taken for autopsy and research by them. Yang Haoran did not want to see such a thing happen.
Although Yang Haoran had a good relationship with Wang Yiming, he couldn't just hand over the corpses of the Underworld Officials to them because of that. If the higher-ups investigated, he would likely have a difficult time explaining himself.
Arriving at the South Lake Death God Temple, the temple keeper and the believers residing there had already woken up and begun to busy themselves with their respective tasks.
Yang Haoran first found the two Night Watchers who had remained behind. After saying a few words to them, he had the bodyguards place Deng Feng and the others' corpses into bags, then transported them all into the hall behind the stone wall.
After completing all of this, Yang Haoran instructed the bodyguards to return to the car, then erased their memories of the night. They were just ordinary people, and knowing too much might have a certain impact on their lives. Thus, Yang Haoran naturally wouldn't let them retain this memory.
When they awoke again, they would only bewilderedly find themselves lying in the car. As for why they were there, or why they were at the South Lake Death God Temple, they would never be able to figure it out.
After dealing with these bodyguards, Yang Haoran and Old Master Wu returned to the hall behind the stone wall. This time, in addition to him and Old Master Wu, two more Night Watchers were present.
These two Night Watchers, like Old Master Wu, were also newly recruited. Since they had only just joined the Night Watchers, they were of little value to Deng Feng, thus they had escaped tonight's calamity.
Inside the hall, Old Master Wu's face was grim, his mind lost in unknown thoughts. Earlier, in the car, due to the presence of the bodyguards, he hadn't pressed Yang Haoran about what had happened.
After arriving here, with so many people around, he found it even more difficult to open his mouth and ask. Moreover, Yang Haoran didn't seem to have any intention of speaking about it, so he could only suppress the doubt in his heart and didn't ask further.
As for the other two Night Watchers, they were currently staring in astonishment at the black leather bags on the ground.
The two did not know what was inside the bags. Yang Haoran had only told them earlier that they needed to carry some things inside, and had said nothing more.
Both were newcomers and hadn't even gotten familiar with their new roles yet. Naturally, they didn't dare ask too many questions. However, they weren't foolish; they could still discern some issues from the black bags before their eyes.
These black bags seemed to contain nothing but corpses. Although it was only a guess, both felt that their conjecture was very likely true.
Yang Haoran took in the expressions on the three men's faces. He said nothing. With a direct wave of his hand, all the black bags were torn open by a surge of power, revealing one corpse after another, each clad in a Night Watcher's Black Robe.
Old Master Wu's expression remained unchanged, because he had already witnessed this shocking scene in the Ghost Building earlier. Even now, seeing these corpses again, he still felt shock, but he did not lose his composure as he had back in the Ghost Building.
In contrast, the other two Night Watchers were instantly scared silly by the scene before them.
Both stood with mouths agape, their expressions filled with shock and disbelief. For a long time, they couldn't utter a single word.
"Tonight, we launched an operation against the Zhong Family Haunted House. You've also seen how heavy our losses were. This incident has a significant impact. Before the higher-ups arrive, their bodies will temporarily remain here. As for you, just pretend nothing happened. Do whatever you're supposed to do."
Deng Feng had already made arrangements and deployments before tonight's operation, because he hadn't intended for any of the Night Watchers he brought along to return alive. That's why he had recently recruited a batch of newcomers and assigned them to various posts. This way, even if all the veteran Night Watchers disappeared, it wouldn't affect the normal operations of all the Death God Temples in Lecheng.
With such a major incident occurring, Yang Haoran merely glossed over it with a single sentence, leaving the three men's hearts filled with questions. However, none were foolish enough to press for more details.
Now that all the veteran Night Watchers were dead, and even the Emissary of Death Deng Feng had perished, Yang Haoran, who had only become a Night Watcher a few months ago, naturally became the most senior among them, and also the most powerful. They could only choose to obey Yang Haoran's arrangements.
Moreover, Yang Haoran didn't demand anything specific from them, only telling them to do what they were supposed to do. Naturally, there was nothing worth resisting in that.
The arrival of the Underworld Office personnel was much faster than Yang Haoran had anticipated. No sooner had his words fallen than he suddenly seemed to sense something. His brows furrowed slightly, and his gaze shot towards the space ahead.
The three men didn't understand why Yang Haoran had suddenly shown such an expression. They followed Yang Haoran's gaze, only to see that it was empty; nothing was there.
But then, to their surprise, they discovered that the space where Yang Haoran was looking began to fluctuate violently. Soon after, a rift tore open in the space, and a man stepped out from the crack.
This Black-Clothed Man was clad in black, different from the Black Robe worn by Night Watchers. However, one thing was the same: on the chest of his black clothing, a lifelike Death God's Law Aspect was embroidered.
The man appeared younger than Yang Haoran, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight. As for his true age, that was unknown.
The man's sudden appearance instantly drew the gaze of Yang Haoran and the other three. Conversely, the man's gaze fell upon the corpses strewn across the floor. Especially upon seeing Deng Feng's corpse, his expression changed, and his brows involuntarily furrowed.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at Yang Haoran.
There were four people present. The reason the man looked at Yang Haoran instead of the others was because Yang Haoran was covered in blood at the moment, his entire body tattered and torn, making him extremely conspicuous.
However, this wasn't the primary reason he noticed Yang Haoran. The reason his gaze fell directly on Yang Haoran was because Yang Haoran had opened his Heaven Soul, and he possessed the means to sense this.
"What happened here?"
With his gaze fixed on Yang Haoran, the man asked in a deep voice.
Old Master Wu and the other two Night Watchers dared not breathe, because they sensed a terrifying aura emanating from the man. It seemed as though if the other party merely twitched a finger, they could make their souls scatter and dissipate.
As for Yang Haoran, facing this man, his situation was considerably better than Old Master Wu and the other two, but he also felt immense pressure. This wasn't merely pressure from power, but also from presence.
Yang Haoran could somewhat guess the man's identity. In his view, this person before him must be someone from above, or rather, someone from the Underworld's higher echelons. Otherwise, he couldn't have appeared here so coincidentally. After all, this place was protected by a restriction; if someone not from the Underworld Office wanted to enter directly, they would have to forcefully break through it.
But at present, the restriction had not suffered any damage. The fact that the man could tear space and appear here was enough to confirm his identity.
Although he had some guesses in his heart, Yang Haoran showed not the slightest hint of it. Not only did he not answer the man's question, but he also asked with a serious expression, "May I ask who you are?"
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