Chapter 90: Before Even Entering University, He Became Bureau Chief
Sun Shun led the information officer and drove several cars to a rapid stop at the Ren Family Main Entrance.
As soon as they stopped, he hurried over half-walking and half-running, saw the gap in the gate from the collision, and also spotted the two people leaning against the wall chatting idly at the main entrance. After letting out a sigh of relief, he hurriedly called out:
“Director Pan! Captain Li!”
Pan Zhengyang turned his head and saw Sun Shun running over from afar. Over such a short distance, he was clearly using lightness skill with flying steps, approaching in just a few strides while somewhat out of breath.
“You need to train.”
Pan Zhengyang laughed and scolded, “Just this short distance, and you’re panting after using a bit of lightness skill. Your qi and blood aren’t up to par either.”
“I’m getting old. How can I compare to Director Pan, whose treasured sword is still sharp?”
Seeing this, Sun Shun felt even more reassured in his heart. He glanced inside twice more and asked, “Is it over?”
Pan Zhengyang burst into hearty laughter and patted Sun Shun’s shoulder a few times. “The whole family is done for! There won’t be a Ren Family anymore!”
Sun Shun was stunned, a bewildered look in his eyes.
It’s gone just like that?
Ningjiang’s colossal entity, the other set of order hidden behind the scenes—is it finished just like that?
“Good! That’s great!”
Soon, he sighed aloud, “It’s good that it’s gone! Without it, it won’t harm people anymore!”
He had been working here longer than Pan Zhengyang. He didn’t care about the other things with the Ren Family, but he couldn’t tolerate them condoning demonic creatures to harm people, yet he was powerless to act.
Over the ten years, with the Disinfection Bureau plus Pan Zhengyang, he was already the fourth bureau chief.
The first one retired normally. After the skin-peeling demon incident emerged, the bureau chief who was about to retire didn’t want more trouble and let it drop.
The second one took office wanting a thorough investigation but ultimately died at the hands of a demonic creature. In the end, the Ren Family stepped in to deal with the demonic creature—how ironic.
The third one served the longest because of deep ties to the Ren Family, including those veteran disinfection officers and the two deputy bureau chiefs, who also took orders from the Ren Family during that period. Later, they got too greedy and fled abroad.
Then Pan Zhengyang was transferred over—without manpower or evidence, relying on his Three Realms cultivation and Sun Shun’s covert help without openly taking sides, he finally broke open the situation.
But that was as far as it went.
For a family clan dominating an entire city like this, by the rules, no one could bring them down.
Without following the rules, Pan Zhengyang alone couldn’t do it.
Li Ye’s appearance filled that gap. The people under him not only had to be usable and unafraid of trouble, but most importantly, strong.
“The evidence is all inside. Have people record it and report truthfully.
Pan Zhengyang spat out a heavy puff of smoke and stubbed out the cigarette butt. “I’m afraid I’ll be thoroughly investigated.”
That was spot on. The entire Ningjiang City Disinfection Bureau had no usable people—fear of resignation was one thing, but two-thirds of them, including the deputy bureau chief, had actually become skin-peeling demons without anyone noticing.
He, as the bureau chief, would naturally be the first to bear the brunt for mishandling things.
A Three Realms Kaiyuan martial artist!
Even if he couldn’t defeat the local great family, maintaining a balance should have been no problem. But under Pan Zhengyang, the already short-staffed disinfection officers dwindled to just two on duty.
This was bound to cause problems.
Sure enough, the day after the investigation and evidence collection ended, Sun Shun called Li Ye to come to the Disinfection Bureau.
Just as he reached the third floor corridor, Li Ye heard the sound of arguing.
“Are you fucking blaming me for mishandling things?!”
Pan Zhengyang’s roar erupted. “I’m fucking just one person. If you think I mishandled it, send me people! They’re all crooked melons and split dates!”
“Send what people? Where does the Disinfection Bureau have people to send you? Should I transfer bureau chiefs from other bureaus to be your subordinates?”
“I sent you down there to give you a chance, but what happened? Dealing with one family, and it’s either windy or rainy—three years, boss, you think it’s the Demon Realm! And now such huge losses. Is this how you act as bureau chief?”
That person’s voice was even louder than Pan Zhengyang’s.
“Bullshit! You think I don’t know?”
Pan Zhengyang roared, “How much tribute did you take from the Ren Family every year? All those big and small families everywhere—which year didn’t they send you gifts? My impending transfer wasn’t your decision too?”
That person also roared out, “So what? What’s wrong with me taking gifts? Weren’t you taking them back then too? Taking doesn’t mean doing favors for them. If you didn’t take, they’d feel uneasy.”
“Besides, if you couldn’t handle it in three years, couldn’t I transfer you back? If you couldn’t handle it, so be it—try again when there’s a chance. That’s just how the world is. What can you do?”
Amid their argument, Li Ye reached the door, knocked on the not-quite-closed gate, and saw the scene inside.
The bureau chief’s seat was occupied by a spirited old man, while Pan Zhengyang glared at him furiously from the side.
“It’s Li Ye, right!”
Seeing the newcomer, the old man’s eyes lit up. He stood up promptly, his figure visibly swaying as he rose, but in the blink of an eye, his form vanished, almost teleporting right in front of Li Ye and grasping his hand.
So fast.
Li Ye stared blankly at the old man gripping his hand with both of his, smiling warmly, somewhat unable to react.
“Let me introduce myself. I’m from the Jianghuai Province Disinfection Department, surname Wang. The Disinfection Bureau now needs fresh blood, especially a genius like you. We’re thrilled you’ve decided to join our Disinfection Bureau.”
“Regarding this Ren Family skin-peeling demon incident, I heard about it from Zhengyang—you have great merit. Rest assured, we definitely won’t skimp on rewards for our own people!”
As he spoke, Old Man Wang glanced back at Pan Zhengyang. “This is the most correct thing you’ve done in these three years—greater merit than annihilating the Ren Family.”
A great genius who broke three passes without even graduating high school.
Back when Pan Zhengyang entered university, he was only at Nine Dragon Gate.
Hearing this, Pan Zhengyang rolled his eyes. Just as he moved to sit in the main seat, Old Man Wang’s figure flashed again, reclaiming the seat, leaving Pan Zhengyang with a sour expression.
“Sit.”
Old Man Wang smilingly gestured for Li Ye to sit, and Li Ye complied, taking the seat opposite.
“This time, Pan Zhengyang still has to be transferred. Yangcheng’s skin-peeling demon was fake, but Yangcheng’s Locust God Cult is real—they’ve come back strong. But Ningjiang City can’t be left vacant. Li Ye, you’re young but your style is bold—can you take on a bit more responsibility?”
Li Ye was stunned and instinctively looked toward Pan Zhengyang.
“Why look at me? I’m being transferred to be bureau chief in Yangcheng—higher level than originally planned. Decide for yourself here. If you don’t want it, come with me—I’ll take you to Yangcheng for some fun.” Pan Zhengyang laughed.
“Go!”
Old Man Wang rolled his eyes at him, then smiled warmly at Li Ye. “Being bureau chief isn’t that hard. Maintaining high combat power is enough—after all, the Information Section handles the bulk of daily issues.”
“Shouldn’t it take Three Realms to be bureau chief?” Li Ye asked puzzledly.
Old Man Wang was taken aback, gave Pan Zhengyang an annoyed glance, then chuckled:
“Normally, for a third-tier small city Disinfection Bureau Chief, Second Realm breakthrough strength is enough. Zhengyang’s situation was special—it’s different.”
“But I still have to go to school.”
“No conflict!”
Old Man Wang waved his hand. “I’ve heard all about it—your handling of this incident was excellent; no one else could have done better. Since that’s the case, we’ll help you secure the position properly and legitimately.”
Li Ye thought for a moment and nodded. “I didn’t plan to leave the Disinfection Bureau. I’ll take it.”
The current environment in Ningjiang City was forged by his own fists and feet. Should he just hand over the fruits of his labor?
“Good! Young people have such boldness. Rest assured, we won’t mistreat you. Go to university as planned—if you’re too busy, don’t worry about it; we’ll send people to help.”
Old Man Wang nodded in satisfaction. “We won’t skimp on other things either, but I won’t go into those. There is one matter I’d like you to consider.”
“The martial art you practice, Twelve Golden Palace Dragon Tiger Gate— the higher-ups want to include it in their records. Of course, not for free; we’ll trade for it. This martial art that leads straight to three passes is rare, but we have others like it.”
Pan Zhengyang had mentioned the martial art matter to him briefly before, telling him not to rush the decision—they planned to offer good terms.
After all, only the school’s foundation martial arts were free; which others didn’t come at a cost?
Martial arts schools charged money; high-level ones required connections. Even at university, sufficient contributions were needed to exchange for them.
Otherwise, everyone would take them as heirloom treasures after university.
Ones leading straight to three passes were especially rare—truly suitable as heirloom treasures to practice.
“Do you have martial arts for training divine movement, five senses, and soul stabilization—the three mysterious passes?” Li Ye asked.
Li Ye wasn’t so narrow-minded. He’d already mastered it anyway—just dictate the martial art orally and exchange for a new one. With new authority, he could practice it directly.
“We do.”
Old Man Wang said, then shook his head. “But I don’t recommend practicing another three passes. Top-tier martial arts have unique conditions. What suits you for one may not for a second. Better to practice more high-level martial arts to aim for breaking six passes.”
Such a genius was surely aiming for breaking six passes.
“I’d like to try.” Li Ye smiled.
He already had high-level martial arts on hand.
All collected by Huang Qingyi one by one after wiping out families, plus those gangs that voluntarily compiled and surrendered them.
Each was a gang’s signature martial art. Sometimes, nothing beat raiding a house for satisfaction.
Now he wanted a top-tier martial art to see.
Seeing Li Ye’s firm attitude, Old Man Wang could only nod and smile. “We’ll do as you say, Director Li!”
Pan Zhengyang burst into laughter. “Not even started freshman year, and you’re already bureau chief—impressive!”
Also, later.
