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Chapter 36: Divine Envoy Deng Feng

Master Jiang\'s beat-up car stood out conspicuously in front of this upscale neighborhood, attracting one hundred percent of the attention. However, the looks from passersby weren\'t ones of envy or admiration but rather disdain.

The reason was simple: the dilapidated car clashed with the surrounding vehicles and the upscale neighborhood, creating a stark contrast.

In the disdainful or contemptuous gazes of the pedestrians, Yang Haoran and Master Jiang got out of the car one after another.

No one paid attention to Yang Haoran, an ordinary young man. However, Master Jiang\'s appearance attracted numerous glances.

Clad in a black robe with a large hat pulled over his head, Master Jiang exuded an air of mystery. Some passersby recognized his attire, knowing him as a temple priest from the Death God Temple. Their disdainful or scornful gazes softened slightly, and some even greeted him from afar, showing respect. These people were obviously followers of the Death God.

However, many others paid no heed to his attire. Their disdain remained, seeing Master Jiang as either a heretic or a charlatan.

To the pedestrians who greeted him, Master Jiang returned the courtesy politely, while to those who still looked down upon him, he simply ignored them.

Yang Haoran followed behind Master Jiang, and soon they reached the entrance of the residential area. However, as there was no gate, they couldn\'t enter.

This upscale residential area placed great emphasis on the residents\' security, so naturally, they managed the access strictly. Since neither of them had access permissions, they shouldn\'t be able to enter. But there were always exceptions. The security guard seemed to recognize Master Jiang and treated him with extreme respect, thus allowing them to enter the residential area smoothly.

"Master Jiang, you\'re really something. This neighborhood is known for its strict regulations, yet you managed to get in so easily," Yang Haoran said with a hint of a smile as he followed Master Jiang.

After experiencing the incident at the haunted building last night, Yang Haoran was still somewhat shaken. However, now that he was away from the haunted building, his spirits had gradually recovered. If he were still there, he wouldn\'t be able to muster a smile.

"Although I\'m not a resident here, I often come by. They know me, and the security guard just now is also a follower of my deity, so he treats me with some respect. Otherwise, it wouldn\'t have been so easy for us to enter this neighborhood," Master Jiang explained as they walked.

"You\'re being modest, Master Jiang. By the way, Master Jiang, who are we going to see?" Yang Haoran asked in a low voice, moving closer to Master Jiang.

"You\'ll find out soon enough," Master Jiang replied.

Seeing that Master Jiang didn\'t elaborate, although curious, Yang Haoran didn\'t press further. Master Jiang had made it clear enough, and pushing further might only lead to annoyance on his part, which contradicted Yang Haoran\'s principles of conduct.

However, Yang Haoran was exceptionally excited and thrilled at the moment. This intense excitement even made him forget about the terrifying experience in the haunted building last night.

Master Jiang had mentioned earlier outside the haunted building that his efforts would soon be rewarded. Rushing to meet someone afterward, Yang Haoran wasn\'t naive; he knew that the important figure he was about to meet would be the one to grant him real abilities!

Lost in thought, Yang Haoran followed Master Jiang and stopped in front of a villa. The villa\'s gate was already open, as if the owner had been expecting visitors.

However, Master Jiang understood etiquette well. Despite the gate being open, he didn\'t enter but respectfully stood outside the iron gate.

Since Master Jiang didn\'t enter, Yang Haoran naturally didn\'t walk in either. He lowered his head and stood respectfully alongside Master Jiang.

"Come in, can\'t you see the gate is open?"

A lazy voice reached both Yang Haoran and Master Jiang\'s ears simultaneously.

This voice gave Yang Haoran a sense of familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere before. Then, a flash of insight struck him, and his expression changed slightly as he recalled who the owner of this voice was.

Yang Haoran was inwardly astonished, but he quickly suppressed the surprise on his face and resumed a respectful demeanor.

Master Jiang respectfully responded and then led Yang Haoran into the courtyard.

In the courtyard of the villa, a man lounged in a chair, basking in the sun. Behind him, one maid massaged his shoulders, while another massaged his thighs. He wore a blissful expression, as if filming a scene for a movie. If some familiar background music played at this moment, it would complete the picture.

The two maids had voluptuous figures and were dressed revealingly, displaying large swaths of fair skin. Their smooth skin gleamed under the sunlight, emitting a charming radiance. Both in terms of physique and appearance, the two women were rare beauties.

However, Yang Haoran felt something odd about these two women. Firstly, it was strange for them to dress so lightly in the middle of winter without showing any signs of discomfort. Secondly, their demeanor gave him an uneasy feeling, although he couldn\'t quite pinpoint what was off about them. Overall, it felt peculiar.

Yang Haoran\'s gaze merely swept over the two women without lingering. Such behavior would be impolite, and besides, his main purpose in coming here was to meet these two peculiar women, regardless of how beautiful they were.

His gaze fell upon the man lounging in the chair. After getting a clear view of his face, Yang Haoran thought to himself, "Indeed, it\'s him!"

The figure enjoying the beauty massage service on the chair was none other than the young man with a pointed nose and cheeks.

Yang Haoran had already speculated on the identity of the important figure they were here to see on their way here. Combining some information disclosed by Master Jiang, Yang Haoran guessed that this figure was likely the young man he had seen before.

Of course, this was only his speculation at the time. Whether or not it was the young man, Yang Haoran couldn\'t be certain, as Master Jiang hadn\'t given him a definite answer. But now, seeing the young man before him confirmed his earlier guess.

"Greetings, divine envoy!" Master Jiang respectfully bowed, almost bending his body ninety degrees.

Observing Master Jiang\'s gesture, Yang Haoran imitated him and bowed respectfully to the young man.

"Greetings, divine envoy!" The young man responded weakly, but didn\'t say anything further. Seeing this, Master Jiang maintained his respectful posture, unmoving. Yang Haoran followed suit, keeping his body lowered.

Little did Yang Haoran know that by bowing alongside Master Jiang, they would remain in that position for a full hour.

During this hour, the young man basked in the sun, enjoying the beauty massage and fruits, completely ignoring the two individuals bowing before him and never uttering a word to them.

The young man remained silent, and neither Yang Haoran nor Master Jiang dared to straighten up.

Inside, Yang Haoran cursed inwardly. He hadn\'t expected the young man to be so arrogant. He had thought that people of high status would be quite graceful, like Master Jiang, but the young man completely subverted his perception.

Although Yang Haoran was extremely angry at the young man\'s behavior, he had schemed for so long to gain special abilities. With the final step within reach, he wouldn\'t do anything foolish to waste his efforts.

He had already made up his mind. Even if it took an hour, or even ten hours, he would maintain his posture until he fainted.

It was precisely because of the young man\'s attitude that he left an extremely negative impression on Yang Haoran. If it weren\'t for his dependence on him or the fact that he couldn\'t defeat him, Yang Haoran really wanted to stand up and slap his ugly face!

"Alright, you two can stand up now. If it weren\'t for not wanting to bask in the sun anymore, I would have let you continue in that posture for a few more hours." The young man\'s lazy voice entered Yang Haoran\'s ears. Although Yang Haoran\'s anger burned inside, he didn\'t show it, nor did he lose his composure. Instead, he used his peripheral vision to look at Master Jiang.

Seeing Master Jiang stand up, Yang Haoran straightened his body as well. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, and his body trembled slightly. Maintaining that posture for such a long time had consumed a considerable amount of his energy. If he hadn\'t been exercising regularly, he wouldn\'t have been able to endure for a full hour.

However, even though he had persisted for an hour, he still felt somewhat overwhelmed. His trembling body betrayed his exhaustion.

"You, come here." The young man pointed at the sweaty Yang Haoran and beckoned with his finger.

Although Yang Haoran didn\'t understand, he didn\'t hesitate. Suppressing his inner nervousness, he quickly walked to the young man\'s side, standing up straight with a respectful attitude.

"Although you lack courage, I like your attitude." The young man spoke casually, first disparagingly, then approvingly.

"From this moment on, you\'re under my wing. If anyone in Lecheng dares to trouble you, just tell them you\'re with me, Deng Feng. If anyone asks which department you belong to, tell them we\'re from the Yin Division."

The young man\'s lips curled slightly, exuding an air of arrogance, as if he were the ultimate authority in Lecheng. This arrogance was quite similar to Yang Haoran\'s drunken rampage in the haunted building last night, except that the young man truly had abilities, unlike Yang Haoran.

Yang Haoran trembled at the young man\'s words, shocked not by the fact that the young man would take him under his wing, but by his last sentence: "We\'re from the Yin Division!"