The Little Guy 010

If such a talent had appeared in the Empire, the subsequent plans would be affected.

His hand reached for the photograph on the desk. It showed a profile of a young man, laughing and saying something to someone off-camera.

"The Mo family...?"

A loud crash interrupted his thoughts.

As he looked up, he saw Ron, who was on patrol outside today, slowly sliding down the door.

Then, a person strode in, glanced around with a look of disdain for the environment, and locked eyes with him.

"Hey you, come here!"

Xing Bugui frowned at first, then suddenly remembered something. He abruptly lowered his head to look at the photo again... the impatient-looking young man that Mo Xuan had his arm around... He looked up, looked down, and looked up again.

"What the hell!"

Meanwhile, his other subordinates had already made their move. Dark energy spheres surged toward Fang Zhiyi. The black spheres flickered with purple patterns, clearly containing destructive power at a glance.

However, Fang Zhiyi did not dodge. He simply kept walking forward, and his entire body was gradually engulfed by those energy spheres.

Xing Bugui breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment there, he thought his plan was going to fall apart right as it began.

Then, Fang Zhiyi walked right out of the cluster of energy spheres, acting as if nothing had happened.

"Hiss." A collective gasp echoed through the room.

"I am talking to you, old man. Come here," Fang Zhiyi gestured.

Xing Bugui's mouth hung wide open. Had the Empire's younger generation become this terrifying? No, that could not be right; he must be carrying some sort of defensive array!

He decided to take matters into his own hands. Yet, even after unleashing his ultimate move, he could not stop Fang Zhiyi's advance. He could only watch helplessly as this baffling young man walked right through his magical attacks, stepped up to him, and grabbed him by the collar.

His subordinates were already scared silly.

This was not right! There was something seriously wrong with this guy!

Fang Zhiyi, on the other hand, was quite satisfied. This world was filled with the energy of the Heavenly Dao. Although it was not as potent as the spiritual qi of the cultivation world, it was enough for a transmigrator with a solid foundation like him to use. It was a pity he could not use advanced cultivation techniques; otherwise, he would definitely give those so-called espers a proper taste of a dimensional strike.

"You, call your boss out here for me to see."

Fang Zhiyi repeated the same demand.

Xing Bugui was stunned for a long while. "Boss?"

Fang Zhiyi nodded. "Do not tell me you are the boss. You are too weak."

Xing Bugui's face flushed red. "You... you dare insult me!"

Fang Zhiyi waved his hand. "I am just telling the truth, do not make such a fuss." He suddenly smiled. "Of course, if you are not willing to tell me, I have ways to make you talk. Trust me."

For some unknown reason, Xing Bugui felt a spine-chilling sensation in that instant.

After Fang Zhiyi casually snapped the arms of two subordinates who came to their leader's rescue, Xing Bugui blinked frantically. Then, his trusted aide began to chant the incantation for a mutually destructive array. Unexpectedly, Fang Zhiyi's method of interrupting the spell was incredibly unpretentious. A square brick flew straight over, effortlessly broke through the aide's protective array, and smashed ruthlessly into his mouth.

"It is really too hard to find people in this godforsaken place. I finally caught a few, so do not go dying on me," Fang Zhiyi muttered.

"We do not have a boss. The followers of the Evil God are scattered all over the Barren Lands, and none of us submit to each other. My group is just a branch led by me..." Xing Bugui compromised. In truth, it was because he was completely out of options.

This person in front of him was also weird. He did not kill them, nor did he beat them up; he just kept asking for their boss. Where was he supposed to produce a boss from?

Fang Zhiyi nodded and put him down. "That is more like it. Do you know the way around?"

Xing Bugui was a bit bewildered, but looking at Fang Zhiyi's burning gaze, he hesitantly nodded.

"From today on, you bunch of useless chumps are my underlings. Agreed?" Fang Zhiyi casually picked up a crystal from the desk. It was the one Xing Bugui used for studying spiritual magic. Xing Bugui watched as the crystal cracked under Fang Zhiyi's grip before shattering into pieces.

Looking at Xing Bugui's darting eyes, Fang Zhiyi understood that the man still had not given up resisting in his heart and was merely looking for an opportunity.

"Listen, whatever you want, I can give you more than that thing can."

Xing Bugui froze, his expression changing instantly. This baffling person in front of him actually referred to the Evil God as that thing?? He suddenly recalled the bizarre events that had just occurred, and a terrifying speculation formed in his mind.

"You... you are a Blasphemer! No, no, no, a Blasphemer would not be like you..."

Fang Zhiyi patted his shoulder. "Spot on. I am no Blasphemer, but rather... an atheist."

"An atheist?" Xing Bugui's brain somewhat short-circuited, but when he figured out the meaning behind those words, a deep fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

"My Lord! My Lord! The Empire has issued a wanted poster. Should we strike first and recruit the guy, or what?" a reckless voice called out. Everyone turned to see a fellow running in from outside, waving a wanted poster in his hand.

The man cast an odd look at the scene in the room, including his colleague sitting slumped on the floor and clutching his face. However, he did not pay it much mind. After all, getting punished was a common occurrence here. The most pressing matter was to hand the wanted poster over to the Lord. If the other factions beat them to the punch, he would be the one taking the blame.

Xing Bugui watched as the wanted poster was presented right before his eyes.

"My Lord, I have asked around. This kid is a bit bizarre. It is said that the reason for his bounty is classified as the Empire's top secret, but some speculate it has to do with the near-annihilation of an A-rank esper squad... But maybe he is just a scapegoat. After all, he does not look like much, looks like an idiot, really."

As he spoke, he chuckled and reached out to pat the shoulder of the nearby Fang Zhiyi. "Right? Look at this kid, looking all dumb... Do you think those fools made a mistake..."

Behind him, all of his colleagues silently took a step back.

He finally noticed something was off. He took a closer look at the wanted poster in his hand, then turned his head to look at Fang Zhiyi.

"Holy crap, bro, you look a lot like this guy."

He looked at the wanted poster again, then hesitantly looked back at Fang Zhiyi.

Fang Zhiyi narrowed his eyes. "That is an ID photo. You know how it is, ID photos usually look pretty dumb."

"Mother of God!"

Later on, Fang Zhiyi also settled the original owner's parents in Xing Bugui's territory. Xing Bugui was a bit dumbfounded. "Are you not afraid I will do something to them?"

Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "Nope. To be honest, I do not have any emotional attachment to them."

Xing Bugui shot Fang Zhiyi a look of surprise.

"Of course, if they die, your fate will be much worse than theirs."

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