"Then a brutal battle suddenly erupted."

"Although Wei Wo Zheng Sect gained an advantage and slaughtered the Night Emperor’s team, they lost the opportunity to further control the underground world; while the Night Emperor managed to escape, all Eight Stars died, he was seriously injured, and poisoned, losing his control over the underworld as well."

Zhao Shanhe said: "Overall... that’s the outcome. For many years, the underground world has become increasingly rampant. We suspected that the Night Emperor might have died long ago. But... we never expected that you would encounter him this time!"

"And almost got someone killed by him."

Fang Che listened to the whole story, frowning in deep thought.

"If that’s the case, the Night Emperor now has no trust in anyone whatsoever!"

Fang Che sighed: "Is there any way to find him?"

"There are no clues."

Zhao Shanhe said: "When I became the Chief, the Night Emperor had already disappeared for so many years... To him, I’m absolutely a junior."

"I know how you feel, but regarding the Night Emperor, you must be extremely cautious. A centipede can die but not be stiff. If the Night Emperor gets really angry and strikes back with his last strength, perhaps none of your eight people will survive."

Zhao Shanhe gave a solemn warning.

Fang Che frowned and pondered: "I understand. President Zhao, you go busy yourself. Oh... don’t forget our elixir pills."

"Can’t forget!"

Zhao Shanhe, also overwhelmed with tasks, replied irritably and hurriedly left.

It wasn’t until he returned to his office and finished the report that Zhao Shanhe suddenly realized: "Damn it... Clearly, all these issues were stirred up by Fang Che, how come I got convinced instead? Even feeling guilty... Damn it..."

Fang Che stood under a tree, frowning, unsure of his thoughts, motionless for a full two minutes.

"Night Emperor... Night Emperor..."

Fang Che had a clear premonition that the underground world of Donghu State would indeed fall on the Night Emperor.

And he still had a bargaining chip to make a deal with the Night Emperor!

But how could he approach someone who trusts no one, someone who lacks trust in the entire mortal world?

And cooperate?

This was a huge challenge.

Only after a long time did he finally return to the room.

He saw Feng Xiangdong sitting in a chair, Qiu Yunshang lying on the bed, and Dongyun Yu sitting at the bedside.

"This guy won’t let me look." Feng Xiangdong complained.

Dongyun Yu snorted: "He’s unconscious, what are you looking at?"

"Get up! You two keep watch!"

Fang Che went over and pushed Dongyun Yu aside, proceeded to examine Qiu Yunshang’s belly.

He saw the belly had already healed and grown together, with a long black line, shocking to behold.

Just a little more... it would have been a gut job, intestines gushing out.

"Really damn close."

Fang Che took a deep breath, his palm filled with Infinite Scripture Power, covering Qiu Yunshang’s wound, silently letting the Infinite Scripture wear away the re-emerging Death Energy.

The Infinite Scripture Power was precisely Fang Che’s bargaining chip in dealings with the Night Emperor.

Because Fang Che discovered that the Infinite Scripture has an obvious restraining effect on the residual poison expelled by ’Death Poison.’

Moreover, the Death Energy on the Night Emperor... could likewise be absorbed by the Golden Horned Flood Dragon.

This was his whole plan.

As time gradually passed.

A white mist began to slowly rise from Fang Che’s head, gathering densely, almost obscuring his face.

And the black line on Qiu Yunshang’s belly was slowly fading.

The residual toxin was rapidly evaporating.

Dongyun Yu and Feng Xiangdong stood guard at the door and window, both dumbfounded.

Only now did they understand what Fang Che meant by having them keep watch.

Being able to directly evaporate such poison using Spiritual Energy, Fang Che’s ability was simply extraordinary!

This kind of thing must absolutely not be known by outsiders!

"Let’s go, back to our Inspection Hall."

Fang Che said as he picked up Qiu Yunshang.

Feng Xiangdong and Dongyun Yu felt relieved. Since Fang Che said this, it proved that Qiu Yunshang was indeed fine.

Feeling the situation within Qiu Yunshang, Fang Che spoke while walking: "On the way here, I suppressed the poison in Yunshang’s body."

"But during the time outside, some emerged again."

"So, I estimate, at least two more times are needed to completely remove the residual poison."

"The injury is fine, mostly recovered."

"Now it depends on when the residual poison can be completely cleansed. Don’t worry, I’m here, it’ll be fine."

Fang Che said to Dongyun Yu: "So, stop crying."

Dongyun Yu, furious, stood hair on end: "Who cried!? Who are you talking to?!"

Feng Xiangdong snorted, coldly said: "Don’t know who cried, and don’t know whose eyes are swollen like peaches, red like a monkey’s butt. Definitely not me."

"Also not me." Fang Che said.

Dongyun Yu exclaimed angrily, "I’m so lost in this underground world!... Are you two looking for a beating?"

"Us two?" Fang Che and Feng Xiangdong looked at him mischievously.

Dongyun Yu caught Fang Che’s gaze, and instantly became honest, muttering, "I meant Feng Xiangdong!"

"Damn it, Dongyun Yu, you’re really good at picking on the weak!"

Feng Xiangdong was furious.

This bastard can’t provoke Fang Che, but he can provoke me.

This is just too much!

Back in the day, I also fought alongside Fang Che in King level Battles!

It’s simply bullying beyond belief!

Once back at the dormitory of the Inspection Hall.

Ye Meng and the little ones were shocked once again. How come another one ended up lying down today?

They quickly arranged to take him into Qiu Yunshang’s dormitory, and Ye Meng went to busy herself making soup.

Feeling like an internal affairs officer who’s turned into a housekeeper, the warehouse is empty, running around like a mouse, nothing left but taking care of daily life.

"Feng Xiangdong, Dongyun Yu, go to Fang Royal Mansion and check on the progress."

Fang Che sent the two out.

Otherwise, with Dongyun Yu’s big mouth nearby, a war could easily break out, so it’s better to let them go out and fight.

Seeing Ren Chun and the others all looking concernedly at the unconscious Qiu Yunshang.

Fang Che waved for the nine little ones to gather around, pulling the youngest, Ren Dong, into his arms, and softly said, "Do you know how your Uncle Qiu got injured?"

"He must’ve been fighting bad guys." Ren Chun said, pursing her lips.

The little ones all nodded together.

In their hearts, the uncles are all good people, and if a good person gets hurt, it must be bad guys who did it.

"That’s right, he went to fight bad guys."

Fang Che took a deep breath and said, "Do you know what kind of bad guys?"

"Nope."

"Recently, we’ve been fighting those who steal women, abduct children, and rob kids."

Fang Che’s words made the eyes of the nine little ones suddenly shine.

"We’ve chased them all the way to the Underworld; do you know the Underworld?"

"Yeah, heard it’s a place that eats people."

"More than just eating people."

Fang Che sighed, "It’s a gathering place for demons... Recently, we’ve rescued tens of thousands of children like you and killed thousands of evil men."

"But your Uncle Qiu got injured because of this. In the future, we might get injured too, even face death."

"But we can’t ignore so many poor children, right?"

Fang Che guided them patiently.

Ye Meng watched and listened from outside, her eyes full of tenderness.

Fang Che was using a method most understandable and acceptable to kids to educate the nine little ones.

The little ones’ eyes were sparkling, looking at him with reverence.

"All the uncles are the greatest heroes we’ve ever seen!"

This sentence, though they hadn’t voiced it, was firmly believed in their hearts.

"Ren Chun."

Fang Che asked, "What do you want to do when you grow up? Or rather, what did you want to do before?"

Ren Chun bit her lip in deep thought, "I... I used to think that when I grew up, and my siblings grew up, we could live happily together, without being bullied, take care of my sister, find a place with a house not leaking wind, eat well, not freeze in winter... That’s good."

"And now?"

"Now... When I grow up, I want to be a hero like Big Brother and Uncle Qiu."

Ren Chun said loudly.

Ye Meng at the door burst into laughter.

Fang Che, who was educating them, also felt embarrassed.

How did I inexplicably become a generation younger?

Qiu Yunshang became Uncle Qiu, and I’m still Big Brother?

"How about you all call me Uncle Fang in the future?" Fang Che tried to elevate his status.

But what he saw were eight little heads shaking resolutely.

The little girl in his arms was also shaking her head. She shook so hard that her pigtails brushed against Fang Che’s chest with a swishing sound.

"Why?"

Fang Che was puzzled.

"In our hearts, you’re Big Brother, forever Big Brother!"

The nine little ones said in unison.