Chapter 303: 303: Tragic Death of Girl Case
On the way back from the crime scene, Gong Leitian asked how his chat with the officers went. Did he gather any valuable information?
"Did you give them a heads-up? I found that whenever I asked something, they were very patient and explained everything to me."
"It’s only right. As a grandmaster, you’ve contributed significantly to the country, so offering you some convenience is the least they can do. Besides, if the grandmaster gains something, wouldn’t the country ultimately benefit?"
"Don’t put such a big title on me. I’m just a small fry. Would the country even value me?"
"Grandmaster, you’re underestimating yourself. In this world, there are many who can’t cultivate, yet they still contribute to the country. How could someone like you, a grandmaster, be underestimated? You’re a national idol. Every action you take is watched by many. Just by doing a little good, many will follow your lead. That’s far more effective than any earnest persuasion."
In Jiang Nuo’s mind, something flashed by.
"If I truly can do something, I would definitely do it."
"Then on behalf of the people, thank you in advance, grandmaster."
"I’m a citizen of this country too, you know?"
Gong Leitian chuckled. Though his grandmaster couldn’t be called entirely benevolent, he certainly did many good deeds.
Ever since he entered the entertainment industry, he had donated 10% of his income to charity every year, without seeking fame for it. Hardly anyone knows about it.
"Your grandaunt-master has done so much for me!" Jiang Nuo couldn’t help but sigh afterwards. "Many times she never tells me, just quietly contributes on her own. If I hadn’t found out later, I wouldn’t have known how much she did."
"As long as the grandmaster values it, I’m sure the grandaunt-master is doing it willingly."
"I just fear she’s giving too much, and I won’t have the time to feel heartache."
"As long as you’re safe and sound, that’s enough for the grandaunt-master."
"Why do you sound just like your grandaunt-master?" Jiang Nuo laughed, "What you said is exactly what she would say."
"The grandaunt-master is the idol of our entire Hidden Immortal Sect. I grew up listening to her stories. You could say, after my master, she’s the most familiar person to us."
"Oh? What kind of stories did she have?" Jiang Nuo was quite curious.
There was no other way; previously, he’d stayed too briefly at the Hidden Immortal Sect and practically returned the day after he woke up. He never had the chance to learn those ’legends’.
Yet, from that day alone, seeing the enthusiasm and respect the disciples had for him, it was clear she held a very high place in their hearts.
That’s why they extended their respect to him as well!
"So many stories!" Gong Leitian began recounting Mu Qiuniang’s past tales with great familiarity, including her astonishing cultivation talent from a young age, defeating senior brothers and sisters who entered the sect years before her.
When she had just reached Foundation Establishment, she dared to leap ranks and challenge Enlightenment Stage experts, and she succeeded.
There’s the tale where, provoked to anger, she stormed into someone else’s territory and, with her Lighting cultivation, knocked down a Fusion expert.
That time, if her master hadn’t been quick to arrive, she nearly got wiped out by a Golden Core Stage expert.
She had also been plotted against, falling into crises multiple times, yet always narrowly escaping in the end.
"The grandaunt-master once created many myths, earning a unified nickname among sects: the Bane of Ghosts. It’s like, regardless of who you are, if you provoke her, you’ve invited trouble. Even ghosts would worry for you, wondering why you messed with that person."
Though Gong Leitian’s tone was light-hearted, how could those life-and-death battles have been so easy? Each thrilling myth could have been her last.
Luckily, she overcame them; otherwise, how could he have met her?
"Grandmaster, don’t be fooled by the grandaunt-master’s current glamor. The blood and effort she’s expended to get here are challenges ordinary people can’t endure. You, being a cultivator yourself, surely have a deep understanding of how hard cultivation is."
Jiang Nuo felt quite embarrassed to admit he hadn’t deeply experienced it, being well-protected by that certain someone.
"Thank you for telling me all this!"
Gong Leitian didn’t seem like a talkative person. If not for wanting to convey Mu Qiuniang’s hard work and sacrifices, he wouldn’t have said so much throughout a day.
"I just hope the grandaunt-master doesn’t work too hard. She always used to be alone. Now that she finally has a companion, I don’t want her to be hurt again after giving so much in love."
"Having you as her disciples and followers is her blessing!"
"No, having a grandaunt-master like her is my blessing, and it’s the Hidden Immortal Sect’s blessing."
That day, Jiang Nuo also joined Gong Leitian in an activity to support handling a supernatural event.
The staff of the special department, following clues, captured an Evil Path practitioner in the process of refining evil entities.
No idea where he got forty-nine corpses from, he planned to refine some malevolent ghost, setting up a large array and taking over an abandoned factory.
If such a vicious ghost were successfully refined, the special department would surely face a hefty challenge trying to deal with it.
Even then, this Evil Path practitioner had many tricks up his sleeve, causing considerable distress to several staff members.
"Minister, if you hadn’t come, we would’ve been in trouble. Look, Old Qi’s entire hair is all singed..." A young man in a white T-shirt, looking not much different from an ordinary college student, began complaining the moment he saw Gong Leitian.
The other man beside him, supposedly with singed hair, indeed looked quite miserable. If he weren’t still able to move, he’d almost resemble a lump of charcoal.
Going out in the late night, he would most likely scare quite a few people.
"Are you alright?" Gong Leitian ignored the student-looking guy and asked the charred man.
"Minister, I’m fine. Thankfully, I had the amulet you gave us before, or else we’d be in big trouble. Although I look particularly bedraggled now, I’m actually unharmed. Old Jiu exaggerated." Old Qi said quite honestly.
Old Jiu lamented, "Old Qi, can you not undermine me like this? I’m trying to give you a benefit here. Can’t you recognize a good heart?"
Old Qi responded blankly: "But I genuinely don’t feel badly hurt, right?"
Old Jiu covered his face, feeling speechless.
He was right; partnering with an honest person was indeed tragic, unable to even "sell their misery" properly.
"Minister, can I apply for a partner change?"
Old Qi couldn’t understand: "Old Jiu, why do you want to switch me out?"
"Because you’re dense!"
Old Qi felt wronged: He certainly didn’t feel that he was stupid, right?
"Minister~ Can I change?"
"A switch might be appropriate for removing you instead," Gong Leitian said.
Old Jiu bristled immediately: "Minister, I’ve made so many contributions to the department. You can’t treat me like this, too cruel..."
"Doesn’t Old Qi usually clean up your messes? With your hyper energy, during every task, it’s Old Qi sorting things in the aftermath, right? Do you think anyone else in the department would be that willing to work hard without complaints?"
Gong Leitian spoke the truth. Old Jiu was lively, while Old Qi was steady. They partnered well together, but with someone else...
Hehe! The effect might not be the same.
Old Jiu instantly quieted down. Indeed, although Old Qi was dense, he was the most suitable partner for himself.
Everyone in the department had their noses in the air. Was there anyone else who would let him order them without complaints like Old Qi?