Chapter 1153: Easy Death
Xu Jiaorong asked, “Do you know where Chen Shuhua is hiding?”
Zheng Jiaohe replied, “I only know she has a hideout somewhere in Nanyang. It used to be an Ancient Immortal’s cave dwelling, but I don’t know the exact location.”
Xu Jiaorong nodded. “Very well. From this moment on, you will submit to our investigation.”
“I will cooperate fully, rest assured.” Zheng Jiaohe had clearly expected this and remained calm. “Please wait a moment in the reception hall. I’ll change out of this hechang and speak with you immediately.”
The Spirit Guards had already surrounded the place, so they were not afraid that Zheng Jiaohe would attempt an escape.
Xu Jiaorong looked at him and sighed. “Be quick.”
Zheng Jiaohe nodded. “Alright.”
Xu Jiaorong turned and walked out. A few Daoist priests hesitated to leave, but seeing as their boss left, they followed suit.
Now, only Zheng Jiaohe remained inside the office.
Zheng Jiaohe activated the voice transmission talisman on his desk and said casually, “It’s me. There’s a last-minute council today, so I won’t be going back home tonight. Alright, see you.”
After speaking, Zheng Jiaohe picked up his brush and wrote a few lines on a blank sheet. He set it on the desk, rose to his feet, and looked around the room one last time. He removed his hechang and placed his Five Peaks Crown atop the paper, then changed into plain clothes.
He then drew a brand-new Dragon Painting Pistol from his magical receptacle. Its lines were elegant, and its details were exquisite. It looked less like a weapon and more like fine craftsmanship. Only its color was different from ordinary pistols. Its entire surface was glossy and pitch-black, like polished obsidian. Its firepower was tremendous. Yao Pei had once given Qi Xuansu one.