Feng Zilong was originally a loafer, hanging around with a few others at a scenic area pier in Luzhou City to solicit customers. Conflicts and disputes, whether instigated or encountered, were frequent, making him a regular at the detention center.

He met Bitter Tea seven years ago.

The day before, he had conned tourists and messed with the wrong person, getting taught a lesson. He was taken to the police station and left there all day, fined a hefty sum, and came out with no money.

That night, he saw a man in a small alley near his home, with a flashy gold watch and a big gold chain on his neck.

He knew the surveillance in that alley was broken, so he had a crooked idea, following from behind trying to make some quick cash...

But that man turned around, wearing a mask, and subdued him effortlessly, even showing some astonishing techniques. Feng Zilong immediately knelt and begged to be taught.

This was how he came to know Bitter Tea, and later started following him to learn the Secret Technique, carrying out the tasks assigned by Bitter Tea. At first, he was a bit nervous, but as his cultivation grew and skills improved, he became bolder.

Feng Zilong was the earliest cleaner cultivated by Bitter Tea. In the six-plus years after he entered cultivation, he carried out over twenty missions. Some missions were simple, just running an errand in secret, while others involved committing serious crimes!

Bitter Tea usually had only two requirements for assigning tasks: achieve the goal and stay covert, without much concern for what else the cleaners might do during the mission.

According to Feng Zilong's confession, a fire that once made the news headlines was his doing, along with another cleaner.

That was a massacre case, and the fire also spread to innocent neighbors. Feng Zilong didn't know why Bitter Tea wanted that family exterminated, not even sparing women and children; he and his companion were just performing the task...

Bitter Tea never explained the reasons for missions, nor allowed him to inquire, only ordered him to follow the requirements.

Feng Zilong confessed from midnight till dawn, not only because there was much to say, but also as the drug took effect, making his speech slurred and talking difficult.

"Have you finished talking?" Ye Liangcheng, who hadn't said much, now found his voice hoarse, his eyes red, uncertain if it was due to staying up all night.

Feng Zilong: "I've said everything I can remember. If Elder Huo Qing has more questions, I'll try to recall carefully and supplement with details.

Junior Brother Ye, no, Senior Brother Ye, under Elder Huo Qing, I should call you Senior Brother now.

Everything before was a misunderstanding. Now that Master Kucha is gone, we will hereafter serve Master Huo Qing. Please tell Master Huo Qing that no matter what he orders, I will complete it to the best of my ability!"

Ye Liangcheng put away the recorder and phone, stood up and picked up the bottle on the table, then put it down again after some thought, but his hands kept trembling.

Feng Zilong noticed as well, noticing that he seemed very scared, and couldn't help but ask: "Senior Brother, is this Master Huo Qing very strict with people?"

Ye Liangcheng no longer had the mood to speak, walking out in silence. Indeed, Feng Zilong's confession had scared him, but more than fear, there was rage in his heart.

The image of Bitter Tea in his mind had now completely crumbled.

Ye Liangcheng wasn't a fool, and a fool couldn't have achieved cultivation in Technique. Those with no problems in comprehension usually have no problems with intelligence. After Elder Huo Qing appeared, he gradually realized many past things didn't make sense.

But the hardest part of overturning old perceptions is convincing oneself.

In hindsight, Bitter Tea's actions were bizarre from the start. If he was merely a mysterious expert who didn't want his identity exposed, it was understandable, but many things weren't like that.

The "disciples" of Bitter Tea Sect always used code names. Bitter Tea strictly forbade them from revealing their real-life identities to each other or contacting each other privately, let alone discussing their daily deeds.

What kind of master teaches disciples this way? Such weird behavior is unheard of even in organized crime, much less in espionage agencies.

Now everything made sense, Bitter Tea was not cultivating disciples but fostering a cohort of miscreants. Bitter Tea assigned different tasks to different subordinates, all firmly controlled by him.

Ye Liangcheng once naively thought Master Kucha himself was good, only that some disciples did bad things behind his back... But Feng Zilong's confession shattered this illusion completely.

Bitter Tea was the source of the evil, and the bad deeds people like Feng Zilong committed were assignments from Bitter Tea, and they didn't even know why they did them.

Ye Liangcheng felt a touch of relief that Bitter Tea was interested in this abandoned park, wanting to create a secret Dao Field, and positioned him as its caretaker.

Therefore, his status was relatively semi-public, spending most of the time standing guard here. Perhaps to avoid exposing him, Bitter Tea didn't assign him many tasks, especially the unlawful ones.

Otherwise, Ye Liangcheng couldn't bear to imagine what his fate might have been... Just then, he heard Elder Huo Qing's voice, summoning him to the fifth floor.

Ye Liangcheng ascended to the fifth floor with a vacant expression, as a Tier Three Sorcerer, his steps felt heavy, even dragging his feet up the stairs. Upon reaching the fifth floor, Elder Huo Qing sat in the darkness, without turning on the lights.

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