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Chapter 71 Proof! It was originally pure gold!
Although Yang Yan didn't speak, his eyes were also very cold.

“Sigh…” Zhang Hongbo was speechless as he saw the three of them stand in a line. He explained, “Of course, not every report will be accepted, and not every one will end up with me.”

"This time, someone filed a formal complaint and even came to the supervisory department in person. Su Chen, do you know this person?"

A formal complaint? Coming in person? Knowing Su Chen?
Yang Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and his expression became more composed.

"Lord City Lord, could you be more specific?" Su Chen muttered to himself, but being upright, he had nothing to fear and remained confident.

Zhang Hongbo had anticipated this. He simply pressed a few buttons on the table, and soon several guards escorted a person forward.

A hint of surprise flashed across Su Chen's eyes. He did recognize this person. "Huang Peng."

It was the former leader of the small group of refugees that it belonged to.

“He’s known you for at least ten years,” Zhang Hongbo said.

“Su, Su Chen…” Huang Peng looked up, a complex expression welling up in his eyes, a mixture of resentment and sorrow: “You didn’t expect to see me again, did you?”

Gu Bing frowned. These two really knew each other for over ten years?

Su Chen then said, "City Lord, haven't you investigated? He should have disappeared inexplicably before."

“That’s why I’ve come to you, because I’ve investigated.” Zhang Hongbo gave his explanation, his eyes becoming deep. “The people who took him away were probably Black Tuo’s men, but they sent him back and identified you as a follower of the Ghost God.”

"This means that the people of Black Tuo, for some reason, believe that you are also a follower of the Ghost God, and want to use us to get rid of you."

"That's strange. They actually went to such lengths to find someone who has known you for so many years to identify you, as if they were afraid we wouldn't care."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan and Gu Bing's expressions changed, and they couldn't help but scrutinize Su Chen as they looked at him.

Old Zhang's idea sounds reasonable, but it's also a bit far-fetched. It's just a matter of timing. Given the current situation in Nanfeng, the followers of the Ghost God are undoubtedly a sensitive topic, especially since Huang Peng and his predecessor have indeed known each other for a long time.

Su Chen nodded: "I see, you are wise."

“He…he…he was mediocre and unproductive for more than ten years. Without any sudden changes, how could he become so powerful!” Huang Peng gritted his teeth. “Moreover, I’ve seen him at home, fiddling with some strangely shaped statues, acting all mysterious.”

"For a while, he was acting strangely, saying that he was about to become rich."

These are all fabrications, Su Chen listened quietly.

Zhang Hongbo asked, "Don't you have anything to explain?"

“Proving oneself is too foolish. I can even say that I’ve seen Zhang Hengyu do it before,” Su Chen shook his head.

Zhang Hongbo's lips twitched slightly, but Yang Yan said directly, "Then let's conduct a psychoanalysis to see if there is any trace of a ghost god."

"What are the consequences?" Su Chen looked at the white-haired man. If it were that simple, Zhang Hongbo wouldn't have needed to go to such lengths.

Yang Yan put it bluntly: "You are a physical profession and not good at mobilizing mental energy. If we take a portion of your mental energy, the consequence will be that your mind will be traumatized and you will need a period of time to recover. But this is the simplest way to prove it."

Su Chen's heart skipped a beat. "Does that mean the mental aspect won't be traumatized?"

“No.” Yang Yan shook his head: “But mentally-oriented professionals recover very quickly.”

"If I weren't a follower of the Ghost God..." Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but feigned a grim expression: "Would all this trauma have been for nothing?"

He wouldn't mind using this method to completely clear his name, but he must be somewhat reluctant.

Yang Yan crossed his arms and remained silent.

Gu Bing explained helplessly, "But the behavior of the Black Buddha believers also needs to be explained. The current situation is very troublesome."

"He's guilty! He's guilty!" Huang Peng roared hoarsely.

Zhang Hongbo waved his hand, and the guy fell down. He was just a proof, and he was useless now.

“If your teacher were here, he would probably agree,” Zhang Hongbo added. “Afterwards, he will compensate you for the medication you need to repair your mental state.”

"Is that all?" Su Chen asked, dissatisfied.

Zhang Hongbo chuckled, "I haven't made a fuss about this. Clearing my name is the most important thing. Don't worry, there won't be any aftereffects after recovery."

Su Chen remained silent, feigning reluctance, "Fine."

This has to be done, no matter what. It would be best if there was compensation, but there's nothing he can do if there isn't. "I'll do it." Zhang Hongbo stepped forward, but Gu Bing stopped him. "I'll do it. I can do a third-tier mental profession."

“I’m just doing this on official business,” Zhang Hongbo sighed.

Gu Bing ignored him and walked straight up to him, her tone still gentle, "Relax, I will take a sample from your mental body. You are a second-tier professional, and your mental resilience is not low. If you resist forcibly, the pain will be more intense."

"Will this psychoanalysis involve examining my memories?" Su Chen asked further.

Gu Bing smiled and said, "No, checking memories requires at least a fifth-tier mental profession."

That last time Zhang Hongbo... oh, that seemed to be hypnosis.

Su Chen nodded, and Gu Bing reached out her finger and gently touched his forehead. The touch was cool, and then ripples appeared on his skin.

Yang Yan and Zhang Hongbo kept a close eye on it.

At that moment, Su Chen felt a sharp pain between his brows, while Gu Bing frowned, her expression changed drastically, and she exclaimed in shock, "How...how is this possible!"

A sharp glint flashed in Zhang Hongbo's eyes. "Truly a follower of the evil god?"

Yang Yan was surprised. He had misjudged the young man. He thought that the boy was so calm and had nothing to hide.

"You... how could you be a second-tier mentalist?!" Gu Bing stared in astonishment at the handsome young man in front of her.

"What!" Zhang Hongbo's heart trembled violently. A second-tier mental dimension?

Su Chen's speed in becoming a second-tier physical professional was already fast enough.

Unexpectedly, he was still a second-tier mental-side professional. The development rate of mental-side professions is lower than that of physical-side professions because they cannot use external aids such as gravity chambers.

Yang Yan's eyes gleamed as he pressed, "Is he a follower of the Ghost God?"

Gu Bing's eyes were complicated as she shook her head and said, "The mental sample is very pure, without any trace of the strange god."

As for whether someone is an outsider, no one will mention it without substantial evidence; otherwise, everyone would be.

"Your mental energy is active, resilient, and highly pure... According to the data, it took you even less time to become a second-tier mentalist." Gu Bing's heart skipped a beat; she already had a guess and couldn't help but ask:

"What level is your mental talent?"

Su Chen was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly and said, "The teacher doesn't allow me to say things casually."

"Crimson gold?" Gu Bing asked tentatively. Zhang Hongbo and Yang Yan looked at each other at the same time, their faces tense.

Su Chen nodded.

Gu Bing looked as if she had known all along. Yang Yan subconsciously clenched his fist, looking at Zhang Hongbo with increasing surprise and a hint of amusement.

Zhang Hongbo's heart sank; this was troublesome.

A person with a Brilliant Silver-level physical body would be a competitor to Zhang Hengyu, but a person with a Crimson Gold-level spiritual talent would have virtually no chance of returning to Nanfeng City to compete for the position of city lord.

But given his previous actions and what happened today, this kid probably already holds a grudge against him.

He wasn't afraid of Yuan Chenyang. Without the Crimson Gold Talent, Yuan Chenyang would at most argue with him a few words when he returned, and he would just give him some benefits and the matter would be over.

but now…

Zhang Hongbo thought of many things, his eyes flickered slightly. Hengyu and he had a good relationship, so it seemed that things were not beyond repair.

"I think I can go now, right?" Su Chen asked, noticing the silence around them.

“You have no problems, so you can leave.” Gu Bing nodded, thinking to herself, “The Third Judge has found another promising talent this time.”

However, Old Master Xia is still here. If he finds out, he might try to steal her away.

“Wait a minute…” Zhang Hongbo spoke up. Su Chen looked over warily, only to see an unprecedentedly sincere smile on the city lord’s face: “Old Yuan and I have been friends for many years. This time, I had no choice but to do it. I hope you won’t take it to heart.”

"By the way, Hengyu has been staying with you for so long, I'm sorry to have bothered you. Is there anything you need or anything you lack? You can tell me if you do."

(End of this chapter)