43: Chapter 43 Descending the Mountain

Two days later.

Freemasonry.

A group of people were waiting in the hall.

President Morgan scanned the area below with a cold gaze.

He was in an extremely bad mood.

"Have you made contact with that idiot yet!?"

Morgan asked in a cold voice.

"Not yet!" the secretary replied.

"President, that guy Victor is unreliable!"

At this moment, a man exuding a ferocious aura sneered, "That guy's strength is poor; the only thing worth mentioning is that he has a bit of speed!"

"But having only speed without any guts means he isn't worthy of being a member of our Freemasonry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, it immediately drew a chorus of agreement.

"The Vice President is right. That idiot backed down at the last moment last time and almost caused us to fall short of success; we should have kicked him out!"

"Exactly, such a gutless person, even if they have become an Evolved Person, is still trash!"

"This time, he must have messed things up again!"

The hall was in an uproar, clearly extremely dissatisfied with Victor.

All of this stemmed from an incident involving the encirclement and killing of an abnormal creature.

That time, Victor had retreated at a critical moment, leading to the deaths of three members and serious injuries to many others.

If it hadn't been a critical period for signing contracts with various national governments, everyone would have already torn him apart.

Morgan, who had taken everything in, slowly stood up.

The people in the hall immediately quieted down.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Morgan's cold eyes.

"I let him go precisely as a test!"

Morgan said this, scanned the room, and continued, "If he cannot even complete this small task, then there is no need for him to stay here!"

As soon as Morgan finished speaking, the people in the hall immediately smiled.

Just at this moment, the secretary's phone suddenly rang.

"President, Victor is back!"

After answering the phone, the secretary said quickly.

"Oh!?" Morgan raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Then let's wait for him!"

The people in the hall exchanged glances and also began to laugh. They rubbed their hands and fists, their gazes becoming dangerous.

Not long after, a figure came running rapidly. It was Victor.

"President, President…" Victor rushed over, extremely anxious, his whole person full of agitation.

"You're back!"

"How did the information gathering go!?" Morgan's cold voice rang out.

Victor suddenly shuddered, his face turning pale.

He glanced at the people in the hall and was immediately terrified. Everyone's gazes made his whole body feel creepy.

"Pre…President!" Victor opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't get any words out.

"You messed it up?!" Morgan frowned. He messed up such a simple thing!?

The other members of the Freemasonry saw this scene and immediately sneered.

"To mess up such a simple thing, he is simply trash!"

"Trash is trash!"

"He can't do anything right, he's even worse than trash!"

Sounds of dissatisfaction poured into Victor's ears like a tide.

Victor's mouth moved, his face deathly pale.

Morgan stood up and slowly walked in front of Victor.

"Do you have anything to say!?"

Morgan's words seemed to remind Victor of something.

Swish! Victor knelt on one knee and said anxiously, "President, I know the reason why Hansen Cornell was captured!"

"He must have been defeated by that person!"

Once this was said, Morgan immediately said coldly, "Who is that person!?"

"I… I don't know…" Victor opened his mouth, cold sweat pouring out.

Morgan's eyes became increasingly dangerous.

"A two-meter-high boulder, shattered with one punch, his speed is faster than mine… and… and…"

Seeing Morgan's expression change, Victor hurriedly explained.

"And what?!" Morgan suppressed his anger. He suspected that this idiot had retreated again and was making up lies.

Gulp! Victor swallowed his saliva, his eyes terrified as he said, "He knows Kung Fu, he knows Kung Fu! Just like in the movies…"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people in the hall looked at each other, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, this idiot, why don't you say he knows magic!?"

"Ho ho, Kung Fu, is he Bruce Lee or Jackie Chan?!" A sturdy man even started practicing his boxing.

"Ridiculous, he really knows how to find excuses! We are Evolved Persons, can Kung Fu touch us!?"

The hall became noisy for a moment. Even Morgan looked at Victor with anger.

"It's true, he really knows Kung Fu… President, you have to believe me!" Victor was almost crying!

Morgan's full-blown anger erupted again. He felt fooled.

Boom! His right leg suddenly disappeared, and the next moment it kicked heavily onto Victor's chest.

Victor immediately flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground, seriously injured.

"Someone, lock this idiot up for me!!!"

Immediately, someone stepped forward, grabbed Victor, and walked outside.

"Pre…President, it's… it's true, he said… he is coming…" Victor's intermittent voice came, and finally dissipated.

Hearing this, Morgan's expression immediately sank.

Zhangjiajie, back mountain.

Ji Yebai looked at the cave where he had lived for eight years, a trance flashing in his eyes.

Unknowingly, eight years had passed.

"Time really passes quickly!" Ji Yebai felt a sense of emotion.

In the cave, things were packed very neatly. The unfinished rice, flour, oil, and bedding were all packed up one by one.

"When it comes time to leave, I am actually a bit reluctant!" Ji Yebai smiled self-deprecatingly.

He prided himself on being free and easy, pursuing the Dao of martial arts, with no attachments. But he didn't expect to feel emotional.

A moment later, Ji Yebai calmed his mood, took out a letter, pressed it on the table, and then walked out without looking back.

The letter explained the locations and functions of several spiritual plants in the mountains. In the end, this was left for Zhuang Xiuming.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. In the deep mountains, it was winding and twisting, and everything was silent. At this time, if it were an ordinary person, they would probably be trembling just from the darkness.

But for Ji Yebai, it had no effect at all. Night, in his eyes, was not much worse than day.

The empty room glows white.

"The bone-forging flower and those conventional spiritual plants, I will leave them all to Zhuang Xiuming!"

"After all, the most precious things are just the five elements spirit beads and the spirit gathering grass!"

Ji Yebai glanced at the flowerpot he was holding. It was the spirit gathering grass. In order to move it, he had specifically put it in a flowerpot.

"However…" Ji Yebai paused slightly.

"The spirit gathering grass is dispensable to me. It would be a pity to leave it in the mountains!"

Ji Yebai pondered. Actually, leaving the spirit gathering grass to Zhuang Xiuming is also fine, after all, they are the National Security Bureau, representing the country.

But he didn't know when Zhuang Xiuming would come. It would be a pity if the spirit gathering grass died! After all, the cave had no water source.

"Why not give it to her!?" Ji Yebai stopped his steps, a beautiful figure appearing in his mind.

"Then I will go there!" A trace of contemplation flashed in Ji Yebai's eyes. He did not stop, and went down the mountain.