Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

So instructed Wang Zuhui to the middle-aged plainclothes patrol officer.


A look of difficulty immediately crossed the officer's face, and he whispered in response,


"Director, Captain Jian has already given orders - no one is allowed to visit that prisoner."


"Am I the head of this Bureau, or is he?"


Wang Zuhui roared at the middle-aged plainclothes patrol officer.


The officer finally stepped forward. He glanced at Shu Guan and Mr. Wenren standing outside the door. He had seen these men before, just a couple of days ago.


Then he signaled for Shu Guan and his group to follow him, not forgetting to tell Wang Zuhui,


"Director, remember - you should explain to Captain Jian that it was you who ordered me to take them to see the prisoner!"


Chapter 33: The Crazy Pang Daokun_2