Today's test was another major failure.

Seeing the Sage's Token in You Yonghuai's hand, Si Xuanyin breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Ling Xiuqi beside her with a hint of regret in her eyes, but didn't say anything.

Since I don't have a physical body now and can't continue to perfect the Sage's Proof, it doesn't matter if it's taken away as evidence.

It's a pity we can't just give it to You Yonghuai.

"And this Sage's Certificate..."

"You can keep it."

Just as Ling Xiuqi was about to take out an evidence bag from his pocket, Ye Qingchen interrupted him.

"?" Ling Xiuqi paused halfway through taking out his bag, casting a questioning look at the other person.

"Anyway, he won't lose it if he carries it with him, and... I always feel that putting this thing with the two of them might attract some guys," Ye Qingchen explained.

Si Xuanyin's eyes lit up, and she naturally didn't stand on ceremony with them, quickly having You Yonghuai put on the Sage's Certificate.

Although the panel says it will improve intelligence and education, You Yonghuai hasn't felt anything yet, at least not since he first started wearing it.

"Generally speaking, the symbolic significance of the Sage's Proof outweighs its practical function. After all, if you can refine it, it won't make much difference to the success rate increase."

"However, for you, it might be both." Si Xuanyin smiled as she watched You Yonghuai put the Sage's Token around his neck, and said, "This is my symbol, and now it's yours—don't lose it."

"Don't worry, if you lose me, just use me as material to forge a new one."

Back at the police station, Ye Qingchen interrogated several newly arrested researchers, secretly lamenting the loss.

These guys are all low-level members of the organization; they can't extract much useful information from them.

We managed to get a lot of gossip out of the lab.

You Yonghuai sat on a chair outside, receiving his newly made police ID from Ling Xiuqi, when a message suddenly popped up on his phone:

AAA Department Store Wholesale: Bro, I've basically prepared all the materials for the exorcism potion, but there's one material that I might need your help with.

You Yonghuai was taken aback and asked the other party to explain in detail.

It seemed that he couldn't explain it in a few words, or perhaps he just thought typing was too slow, so the fat man made a voice call instead.

You Yonghuai didn't even think about avoiding suspicion, and answered the call right next to Ling Xiuqi: "Let's make it clear beforehand, you'll have to pay extra if you want my help."

"Of course," the fat man replied quickly, and then explained the situation:

"Here's the thing, brother. The exorcism potion requires a herb called Red Jade Fruit. Because this stuff is in high demand, I planted a few Red Jade Fruit trees myself. It was originally an empty plot of land on the outskirts of Jiangcheng that no one wanted. But a couple of days ago, when I went to pick the fruit, a group of people suddenly jumped out and chased me away, saying that this was the territory of the Wolf Fang Gang."

"So, you want me to go against a gang?" You Yonghuai raised an eyebrow, glancing at Ling Xiuqi beside him. "What gangs are there these days?"

"I don't know either!" the fat man said anxiously. "But don't worry, brother, they're just ordinary people. It'll be a piece of cake for you!"

"They're all ordinary people, so why don't you go yourself?" You Yonghuai retorted. "Besides, it's the gangsters, why don't you call the police?"

"Brother, I'm just a customer, and besides, look at my build... do I look like someone who can fight?" The fat man seemed troubled. "Moreover, what will happen to my fruit trees if the police are called?"

You Yonghuai glanced at Ling Xiuqi.

"Normally, as long as the person hasn't broken any laws or regulations and what they're growing is compliant, we won't do anything to them." Ling Xiuqi put his legs up on the table and yawned.

"Really?" the fat man asked excitedly, then suddenly fell silent. "...Wait, brother, who was that who just spoke?"

"……police."

"beep--"

The call was immediately disconnected.

But the next second, the fat man's voice call came in again: "Bro, don't scare me, okay? I can only rely on you now."

"Don't you have other clients?"

"Yes, I do, but... my dad went bankrupt, and he was the one who sourced most of the goods. I can't get them anymore, and those big clients are quite angry..."

"Then you might not be suited for this line of work." You Yonghuai raised an eyebrow and gave Ling Xiuqi a questioning look.

"Cracking down on the gangs is no problem, go ahead and do it." Ling Xiuqi gave a thumbs up. "If you encounter any supernatural events, then let me know... Never mind, you should talk to Lao Ye and let me get some rest."

"Alright, give me your address." You Yonghuai agreed.

……

When You Yonghuai arrived at the address given by the fat man, the latter was already standing at the entrance of a bar, anxiously looking around.

Upon seeing You Yonghuai, he rushed over, his fat jiggling, "Brother, why did it take you two hours to get here?"

"What else could it be? He failed the traffic inspection, of course..." You Yonghuai rolled his eyes and didn't answer.

He turned off the TV series he was playing on his phone to keep Si Xuanyin entertained, looked up at the bar in front of him, and said, "Do you own this bar?"

"It's just an empty shell, used to store the Crimson Jade Fruit Tree." The fat man smiled unhappily. "But after the Wolf Fang Gang came, they opened a real bar inside."

"That's impressive." You Yonghuai gave a thumbs up. "Then you can go in first."

Pushing open the bar door, a strong smell of smoke hit him. You Yonghuai frowned slightly as he scanned the smoke-filled interior of the bar.

Several young men dressed as waiters sat casually on the sofa, smoking cigarettes and leisurely scrolling through their phones.

"We open at six, you're early—" A young man heard the door open and turned around to greet the customers, but narrowed his eyes when he saw the fat man. "What are you doing here again, you fatso?"

"You're the ones who stole my house!" The fat man stomped his foot and went straight into red-temperature mode.

"Brother Ma said yesterday, he'll beat you up every time you come here." Several young men stood up from the sofa, one of them turning around and shouting into the bar, "Brother Ma, that fat bastard is causing trouble again!"

Immediately, several burly men with broad shoulders and thick waists came out from the inner room and quickly surrounded the two men.

"Hey, who are you? The helper this fatso found?" a young man asked, looking at You Yonghuai.

"You can think that way." You Yonghuai nodded.

"With your delicate skin and flesh, how do you plan to help?" The young man chuckled as he stepped forward and gave You Yonghuai a shove.

You Yonghuai flexed his fingers, intending to test just how much strength 35 had: "Let me give you a piece of advice—it's not too late to run now."

"Oh? This guy's really bragging, he actually thinks he's something special?"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the young man who had spoken was sent flying backward, landing on a glass coffee table not far away, already unconscious.

"I told you, it's not too late to run now," You Yonghuai said calmly, waving his hand.