High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

As soon as the black Audi came to a stop, Xie He quickly pushed open the car door and jogged into the branch office gate in her mid-heeled leather shoes.

She quickly completed the handover procedures with the security captain at the entrance, took a thick list of personnel, and then turned to the group of young masters and ladies who were still looking around, guiding them to the open space near the internal parking lot to gather and line up.

At that moment, Shen Chang'an and Li Xiwan had just finished eating breakfast in the cafeteria and walked out.

As Shen Chang'an passed by the assembly point, he glanced at Xie He, who was busy arranging the team, and casually greeted her, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Good morning, Commander Shen. Good morning, Miss Li."

Xie He immediately stopped what he was doing and bowed his head respectfully.

Shen Chang'an nodded and led Li Xiwan to the side of the flower bed so as not to disturb Xie He's work. Looking at the large crowd not far away, he couldn't help but stroke his chin and mutter, "Did these families dig out their family trees this year? How come there are so many people? I remember there were at most fifty or sixty in previous years."

Looking at the four unassuming tour buses parked in the parking lot, Li Xiwan asked curiously, "Are we just going to the Municipal Bureau in these buses? Wouldn't that be a bit too simple?"

"There's no need to make it too conspicuous; ordinary buses are actually the least likely to cause panic."

Shen Chang'an nodded, then slightly raised his chin and pointed to several fully armed black figures standing next to the bus.

"See those squads? Those are special operations squads specially assigned by the Municipal Bureau to assist with escorting the vehicles."

"Each of the first three buses will be equipped with a full-strength special operations team of four people. Don't underestimate them just because they are few in number. With the support of heavy firepower, each team has the ability to independently deal with monsters or demons of the third realm. These people are usually treated like gold nuggets by the Municipal Bureau and are reluctant to be sent out on a whim."

"As for the last one, I will personally oversee it."

Meanwhile, at the back of the crowd.

Xie Yiming encountered several familiar faces in the waiting line. Those people were the sons of his mother's business partners or senior executives of the group, and he had met them before at various high-end banquets.

"Yiming, this place has really strict rules. The way they searched people at the entrance just now, anyone who didn't know better would think they were entering some kind of top-secret national base."

"I can't believe it," a boy with chestnut-colored hair said with lingering fear.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yiming's lips curled into a smug smile, and he lowered his voice to secretly boast, "What's so special about that? See that person over there giving orders with the list? That's my own sister! She's one of the main people in charge here, and everyone she deals with in the bureau is a super big shot who can make waves in Qingzhou."

Upon hearing this, the friends let out a series of low exclamations of amazement, and their eyes instantly filled with a mixture of flattery and awe as they looked at Xie Yiming.

Xie Yiming's vanity was greatly satisfied. He looked in the direction he was pointing, ready to admire his sister's commanding presence, but he was stunned.

He saw his sister standing not far away, checking heads with a document in her hand, and beside her stood a man and a woman. The man was dressed casually, while the woman wore a light blue tracksuit. Most importantly, his usually aloof and cold sister was surprisingly humble in front of these two young people.

Xie Yiming stared at the two of them for a long time, full of doubt. He went through all the prominent young masters and heiresses in Qingzhou District in his mind, but he still couldn't match these two together.

"Whose young master and young lady are these? They're standing next to my sister, they seem to have quite a bit of influence..."

Xie Yiming pondered to himself.

Before long, Xie He came over with the form and began checking the identity information of each person with an icy expression. Those whose identities were confirmed were then arranged to board the bus in an orderly manner.

After the people in front finished checking, the first three buses were quickly loaded and started moving. Xie Yiming and his group were assigned to the last bus.

Xie He walked up to Xie Yiming, her eyes unwavering, displaying a completely businesslike and indifferent attitude: "Name, ID number."

Seeing that his sister was being so disrespectful, and wanting to show off his superiority in having connections in front of his friends, Xie Yiming deliberately raised his voice so that everyone around him who hadn't boarded yet could hear him: "Sis, these are all my best buddies. Could you arrange a more spacious seat for them when they get on the bus later..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the young men next to him chimed in, chattering and trying to get close to him, and the originally quiet group suddenly became noisy.

Xie He's eyes turned cold, and she glared at Xie Yiming without hesitation, lowering her voice to scold, "Shut up! Don't you understand when I told you not to cause trouble? Follow the rules, check identities, and board the bus in an orderly fashion!"

Xie Yiming shrank back at the shout, his face full of embarrassment. He didn't dare to talk back and could only obediently give his ID number before getting into the car with his friends.

After all the testers had finished checking and boarded the bus, Shen Chang'an and Li Xiwan leisurely walked over and followed Xie He onto the last bus.

Three reserved seats were specially left empty at the very front of the bus.

Shen Chang'an and Li Xiwan walked together and sat down at the two-seater table. Xie He, holding a folder, respectfully sat down at the single seat next to them.

As soon as Xie He sat down, she caught a glimpse of Xie Yiming in the row behind her, who was turning his head and excitedly preparing to continue whispering with his friend in the back seat.

She turned her head and gave her a piercing, icy look.

Upon encountering his sister's deathly glare, Xie Yiming instantly shut his mouth like a cat whose scruff of the neck had been grabbed. He turned around, straightened his back, and sat obediently in his original position, no longer daring to make a sound.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, teenagers' self-esteem and vanity are often at their peak. Boys at this stage often like to use various external labels to highlight their uniqueness.

Some people like to flaunt the hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of green Submariner watches on their wrists, some like to flaunt the newly released limited edition sneakers, while others are keen to show off the incredible interpersonal relationships they have.

Xie Yiming clearly belongs to the latter category. He desperately wants to prove himself to be the most special and central figure in this circle full of peers.

The bus emitted a low rumble and slowly drove out of the Qingzhou District Zhenyesi branch, merging into the highway leading to the city.

Less than an hour's drive later, the convoy arrived in downtown Beijiang City.

Beijiang City is considered a second- to third-tier city in China. While its economy isn't top-tier, it boasts a rich cultural heritage. The Zhenye Division's municipal branch here is far more impressive than the branch in Qingzhou District.