I traverse America, using holy light to quell American terror!

Faced with Li Yuan's angry questioning,

Williamson, on the other end of the phone, said innocently:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I just got my phone back myself..."

He paused before explaining in a low voice:

"I was detained as soon as I got back; my DV camera and cell phone were confiscated."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuan frowned and asked in a deep voice:

"Do you know who did it?"

Williamson hesitated for a moment before whispering on the other end of the phone:

"It's the church."

Williamson's answer surprised Li Yuan:

"The church has such great power?"

"Whether something has a lot of energy or not is relative..."

Williamson sighed and said softly:

"We're a small program, there's really nothing we can do about them."

"Perhaps the church itself is nothing special, but the fact that some of its members have powerful backgrounds is undeniable."

"I see."

Li Yuan hung up the phone.

Sitting on the sofa, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

How should we get revenge on these bastards?

But this behemoth was not something Li Yuan, who had just arrived in Los Angeles, could possibly shake.

Li Yuan, lost in thought, subconsciously opened his palm.

A warm, holy light quietly bloomed in my hand.

Li Yuan stared silently at the dazzling holy light.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart:

"With your help, I want to try and see if I can bring down this mountain."

Just then, Li Yuan's phone rang again; it was Megan calling.

He initially intended to hang up, but hesitated for a moment before finally answering.

"Feed?"

"Li Yuan, are you alright? I couldn't get through to you at all."

"I'm fine, I was just on the phone."

Megan paused for a moment, then said, somewhat agitated:

"I don't believe it's all true, because I've seen you perform miracles."

Megan's words cheered Li Yuan up a bit.

He smiled as he looked at the holy light in his hand:

"That's right, it's really true, and no amount of cover-up can change the truth."

"And what is fake, no matter how it is embellished, is still fake."

"Thank you, Megan."

Megan, on the other end of the phone, laughed along with Li Yuan as she listened to his words.

"It's good that you're alright. You've never been in the entertainment industry before, otherwise you would have gotten used to it by now."

"So it seems like you're having a tough time too?"

"That's true..."

Megan suddenly whispered, "Oh! My mom seems to be awake. I'll talk to you later, I'll come find you when I get back to Los Angeles."

"Okay, goodnight Megan."

Goodnight, Li Yuan.

After hanging up the phone, Li Yuan's emotions had calmed down a bit.

Since I don't have the ability to retaliate right now, I'll secretly accumulate strength first.

Once we're strong enough, we'll deal with these bastards.

Having made up his mind, Li Yuan's face no longer showed any anger.

He laughed as he watched the host's slander on TV.

He glanced at Edward and joked to the host:

"Heh, I wonder how much money this old man got paid to work so hard."

Edward, noticing the change in Li Yuan's emotions, asked with slight concern:

"Li Yuan, are you really alright? Why don't you smash something? Otherwise, I'm scared..."

"Screw you, I'm going to bed!"

Li Yuan laughed and cursed, standing up as he did so.

I glanced at the TV host and memorized his appearance.

The next morning, Li Yuan was woken up by Edward while he was fast asleep.

"Li Yuan, why are you getting calls for me..."

Li Yuan curiously took the phone and heard the person on the other end say:

"Hello, is this the Lee Won-chao Natural Interrogation Agency?"

Li Yuan suddenly remembered that when he called GG yesterday, he had left Edward's phone number...

He came to his senses and said seriously:

"Yes, is there anything I can help you with?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then someone suddenly shouted:

"I want you to die! Go back to where you belong!"

Li Yuan frowned, moved the phone away from his ear, and replied at the same time:

"May your whole family go to hell."

He then hung up the harassing call.

Li Yuan scratched his hair, squinted his eyes, and complained:

"There are so many bored people..."

Edward asked curiously, "What happened?"

"Um...didn't you notice last night? I left your number when I called GG..."

"Damn it! You're such a rip-off..."

Edward stared at Li Yuan, utterly speechless...

And so, Edward received six or seven harassing phone calls throughout the morning.

Looking at the unfortunate Edward, Li Yuan said guiltily:

"If it doesn't work, just change your phone number, and I'll reimburse you."

Edward shook his head and said calmly:

"Since I'm going to be your manager anyway, I might as well consider this a practice session."

"Thank you, Edward."

Li Yuan felt a warmth in his heart and said with a smile:

"If I were Sherlock Holmes, you would be my Watson."

"I'm not that thin."

"..."

The two arrived downstairs, and Li Yuan was still wondering how to get to the shop.

Edward walked to the side of the street and opened the door of a Ford Focus.

Li Yuan asked in surprise:

"Edward, you even bought a car?"

"Of course, I bought the car first."

Edward introduced with a smile:

"Is $2500 a reasonable price for a 2000 Ford Focus?"

Li Yuan shrugged and said helplessly:

"Alright, let's just make do for now, since we have limited funds."

He then got into the passenger seat.

In a country like the United States, not having a car is extremely inconvenient.

This is why Edward bought a car as soon as he moved to a new city.

This is ingrained in their very being.

However, the distance between where Li Yuan and his companion lived and the shop was not far; it only took them about 10 minutes to drive there.

Li Yuan's shop, located on Ranksim Avenue, is sandwiched between a record store and a musical instrument store.

There's also a small community theater diagonally across the street, making this street very artistic.

This made Li Yuan's shop seem somewhat out of place among them...

Looking at the slightly old-fashioned storefront, Li Yuan sighed and pushed the door open to go inside.

Fortunately, Edward bought some basic office supplies yesterday.

This made the room seem less empty.

Li Yuan sat in the boss's chair, feeling somewhat relieved.

"Sigh, I hope some business will come to us."

Just as Li Yuan was sighing, his phone suddenly rang.

Seeing this, Li Yuan quickly answered, "Feed? Hello."

"Hello, are you Mr. Li?"

It was a woman's voice, and Li Yuan found it somewhat familiar.

He asked curiously, "Yes, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I am Casey..."

The woman on the other end of the phone said her name.

"So it's the family from yesterday's exorcism," Li Yuan said with a smile.

"Oh, what's wrong, Casey? Is there a problem with the house?"

"The house is fine, I just... wanted to apologize to you."

Casey hesitated for a moment before saying:

"Yesterday, people from the church came to us, telling us not to talk nonsense, and they forcibly bought our house..."

Upon hearing the name of the church, Li Yuan frowned, and his previously good mood worsened.

However, he still offered words of comfort:

"It's nothing, you didn't say anything in the first place."

"We've already left Los Angeles; the church doesn't want us to stay."

"We're sorry we couldn't help you."

Li Yuan said with a smile:

"It's okay, have a safe trip."

If you have any trouble, you can come to me, but this time it won't be cheap.

"I will. Goodbye, Mr. Li."

"goodbye."

Li Yuan hung up the phone, feeling somewhat melancholy.

Edward, who had parked the car and entered, exclaimed to Li Yuan in surprise:

"Li Yuan has come to make a request!"