"The most famous Taoist temple here is called the Purple Mist Hall, and it has formed a close cooperative relationship with our local branch bureau. Even that great temple back then was taken over by the Buddhists, and it was us who managed to reclaim it," said the director of the Hai City Chuan Yu branch, Old Huang, as he welcomed them.
Old Huang was around forty or fifty years old, with the top of his head already showing signs of balding, his body slightly plump, and a big round face with eyes sparkling with intelligence.
"Oh, why are you holding a little fish? Is it a pet?" Old Huang smiled warmly at Yun Qi.
Before Yun Qi could reply, a roar came from the fish tank: "Get lost! Even if you've cultivated into a Demon, you're still half part of our Beast Clan. How dare you mock me? You're courting death."
Old Huang was taken aback.
Yun Qi quickly explained, "He is a Kunpeng, the permanent representative of the Beast Clan at Bureau 49."
