The most terrifying thing is when the air suddenly goes quiet...

Jiang Weidong was incredibly arrogant just a second ago.

The next second, the smile on his face froze.

Tong Fengwu of the Tiannan Chamber of Commerce and Li Yinqiao of the Li family in the provincial city were both looking at the white-haired man with utmost respect.

Most importantly, Chu Gang, who came from a government agency, stood up, saluted, and said, “Sir.”

Jiang Weidong swallowed hard.

He never expected this white-haired man to have such an identity.

But he was puzzled, what did this white-haired man want with Fang Xin, whose Talent wasn't even C-class?

“What do you need Fang Xin for?” Jiang Weidong immediately changed his address and forced a smile as he asked.

The white-haired man completely ignored Jiang Weidong and extended his hand towards Fang Xin.

“Hello! Zhuge Heng of the Sky Shield Bureau’s Ninth Special Operations Division!”

Fang Xin paused, then extended his hand as well, full of questions. He hadn't even used the potion, so how could he have been discovered? Could the Ninth Division have some special methods? “What do you need me for?”

A smile appeared on the handsome face of the white-haired man.

“Two things. First, to invite you to join the Ninth Division. Second, to freeload a meal.”

“Join the Ninth Division? What is the Ninth Division? Does the Ninth Division even accept people with scores not even reaching C-class?” Jiang Weidong asked several questions in one breath, like a curious baby.

Tong Fengwu and Li Yinqiao looked at Jiang Weidong as if he were an idiot.

Chu Gang still had his stiff expression. “The Ninth Division is the strongest special operations division of the Sky Shield Bureau! It only accepts members with S-class Talent or above!”

“But didn’t Mr. Tong just say that Fang Xin wasn’t on his report card?”

Tong Fengwu said irritably, “For anyone chosen by the Ninth Division, their information will be encrypted. We don’t have the authority to view it! That’s why he’s not on the list!”

Jiang Weidong’s eyes widened, and he was completely stunned.

Jiang Xiaoyu also looked incredulous.

Fang Huilan and Jiang Xiaocha, however, were filled with excitement. This huge swing from despair to joy almost made their hearts give out.

“So, that means my Xiao Xin has very high Talent?”

Zhuge Heng sat down as if he were in his own home. “He awakened five Talents. Without using any potions, his highest Talent is SS-class! This is his report card!”

As he spoke, Zhuge Heng magically pulled out a black, rectangular object about two fingers wide. He bent it into an L-shape, and a virtual screen appeared in the angle, displaying Fang Xin's information.

Fang Huilan took it, her hands trembling with excitement.

Jiang Weidong also immediately leaned in.

When he saw the list of awakened Talents, he was completely stunned, shocked beyond words.

There was one SS-class, two S-class, and two A-class.

Even the worst of these could secure a stable government job.

And the most critical thing was that he hadn't even used a potion.

If he had used a potion, all his Talent levels would increase by one grade.

After seeing this, Fang Xin couldn't help but frown.

Jiang Weidong’s throat felt tight and dry, his breathing somewhat obstructed, as if a hand was squeezing his neck.

Seeing a right-arrow button on the data, Jiang Weidong clicked it.

The second page displayed a summary of Fang Xin’s family situation.

“Fang Yingtai: Grandfather, Information Encrypted

Fang Zhengping: Father, Information Encrypted.

Ye Roujia: Mother, Information Encrypted.”

When Fang Xin saw this, he was momentarily stunned. His parents used to work in scientific research for government agencies, so their information being encrypted was understandable, but why his grandfather's information was also encrypted, he couldn't comprehend.

Jiang Weidong flipped to the next page, which showed Fang Xin's current family situation with Jiang Weidong's family.

But this page also had clearly hand-written comments on the family situation.

“Jiang Weidong: Uncle (Big Idiot)

Fang Huilan: Aunt (Great Person)

Jiang Xiaocha: Cousin (Good Person)

Jiang Xiaoyu: Cousin (Little Idiot)”

Jiang Weidong and Jiang Xiaoyu’s faces instantly changed.

Click!

The white-haired man snapped his fingers, pulled the device back, and closed it.

He pretended nothing had happened.

“Xiao Lu!”

The white-haired Zhuge Heng snapped his fingers.

The beautiful girl took out a delicate, beautiful, and heavy box and handed it to Fang Xin.

Zhuge Heng swayed in his chair. “Open it, input your information, then eat.”

After a moment of silence, Fang Xin asked, “Do I have to join the Ninth Division?”

When he said this, everyone in the room was stunned. Those who knew little about the Ninth Division could understand, but Tong Fengwu and Li Yinqiao, who knew about the Ninth Division, stared at Fang Xin, wondering what kind of crazy talk he was spouting.

Zhuge Heng’s swaying motion paused, and the corners of his lips curled up. “Everyone else, when they hear they can join the Ninth Division, would be so happy they’d set off firecrackers at their ancestral graves, wishing they could wake up their ancestors to celebrate together!

You are the first person in history to refuse to join the Ninth Division!”

Fang Xin thought for a moment. “Perhaps your Ninth Division’s history is too short.”

Tong Fengwu and Li Yinqiao couldn't help but glance at Fang Xin, thinking, “What a brave man, daring to speak to Mr. Zhuge of the Ninth Division like that.”

“Little brother, you probably don’t know who this person is.”

Zhuge Heng chuckled at his words. “What you said seems to make some sense. The Ninth Division was established at the end of the last century during The Chaos of the Gods. Its predecessor was the infamous Divine Court organization of the last century, and it was later incorporated into the Sky Shield Bureau. Counting it, it has only been established for ninety-two years.

According to regulations, people chosen by the Ninth Division can choose to refuse, however, others might be able to refuse, but you cannot!”

Fang Xin's heart tightened, and he secretly wondered if his Slaughter Talent had been discovered. “Why?”

Zhuge Heng grinned, showing his white teeth, and said, “Let’s talk somewhere else!”

Snap!

Zhuge Heng suddenly snapped his fingers.

The next second.

Everyone in the room watched wide-eyed as Fang Xin and Zhuge Heng disappeared from their original spots.

“Where did they go?” Jiang Weidong looked at the empty spot, utterly shocked.

The beautiful girl called Xiao Lu said, “Mr. Zhuge is a powerful Space-type Talent user. Some matters are inconvenient to discuss in front of outsiders, so Mr. Zhuge opened a temporary domain and took Fang Xin there for a private talk.”

Jiang Weidong’s family found it incredibly miraculous.

Tong Fengwu and Li Yinqiao also looked shocked, and Chu Gang’s face showed some change for the first time. “Mr. Zhuge has grown stronger again?”

Xiao Lu smiled. “Mr. Zhuge is getting stronger every second!”

Fang Xin looked around and found himself in an independent space, surrounded by ripples of water. Staring at them for too long made him feel a little dizzy.

“Don’t be nervous, it’s just you and me here! We can discuss some private matters!” Zhuge Heng’s voice came from behind him.

Fang Xin turned around. Although the white-haired man in front of him showed no dangerous aura, the oppressive feeling he exuded with every gesture almost suffocated him.

“Do you know who your grandfather is?” Zhuge Heng asked.

“My grandfather?”

“Yes!”

Fang Xin answered seriously, “My grandfather is my grandpa.”

Zhuge Heng clicked his tongue. “Talking like that will get you beaten to death!”

After a brief pause, Zhuge Heng returned to the main topic and spoke directly.

“Your grandfather, Fang Yingtai, probably never told any of you.

His true identity.

He was Fang Qingdi, the Chief of the Four Great Divine Generals of the Divine Court organization, the predecessor of the Ninth Division!”