Translator: _Min_
No footsteps were heard, yet two individuals appeared before Xie Yanqiu at an astonishing speed.
Both of them were wearing clean uniforms and kneeling on one knee.
“At your service!”
Xie Yanqiu didn’t even spare them a glance, casually biting into a cookie she had taken out, “Apprehend him.”
Before Ming Dexuan could react, the two guards had already subdued him and placed specially designed handcuffs from the Supernatural Management Bureau on his wrists.
These handcuffs were crafted to block the energy of evolved beings, rendering them as ordinary people.
However, tools aren’t omnipotent.
For a Class A evolved being in a state of frenzy, these methods would be futile.
“Why bother with handcuffs?” Xie Yanqiu, seeing this, scoffed disdainfully, “For his level of evolutionary ability? It’s a waste of resources.”
Ming Dexuan was practically petrified with fear, beginning to kowtow desperately, “Mercy, my lord! I wouldn’t dare to harm your son, not even if I had the audacity of the heavens!”
He was an evolved being, yes, but his level was too low to catch the eye of the top-tier evolved beings. He was in a rather embarrassing position.
Similar to Ming Wenxian, old Master Ming can only find his sense of existence from ordinary people.
“So, Ming Wenxian isn’t your granddaughter?” Xie Yanqiu finished her cookie and started on a piece of bread, “Or is Xie Yu not my son? Or are you suggesting that I’m so old my memory fails me?”
This statement hit Ming Dexuan like a thunderbolt.
His eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, his voice trembling violently,
“Xie-XieYu?!”
He hadn’t offended the Xie family, but instead provoked the Supernatural Management Bureau?!
That was even worse than antagonizing the entire Xie family!
“My apologies.” Xie Yanqiu could easily read Ming Dexuan’s thoughts, “I left the Xie family eight hundred years ago. Calling anyone from the Xie family now won’t help you. Take him away.”
“Mercy, my lord! Mercy!” Ming Dexuan was frantically kowtowing, “I didn’t know Master Xie Yu was your son. If I had known, I wouldn’t have dared, even with a hundred times the courage!”
“Yes, if you had known, you surely wouldn’t have dared.” Xie Yanqiu laughed, “Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, such trash. It’s precisely people like you that my son deals with.”
“By the way, you’ve given me an idea. I’ll let my son continue in the entertainment circle as an ordinary person, to see how many more people like you enjoy seeking death.”
The two guards, overhearing the entire conversation, were left utterly bewildered.
Such a strategy?
The guards couldn’t help but mentally offer their condolences to their young master a second in advance.
Ming Dexuan’s kowtowing was so fervent that his forehead bled, his ears ringing.
Even now, he was clueless about Xie Yanqiu’s rank and status within the Supernatural Management Bureau.
Who exactly had he provoked?
And if the Xie family had such a high-level evolved being, how could they remain subservient to the Yu family?
After Ming Dexuan was escorted out, Xie Yanqiu spoke again, “Someone come.”
Another guard appeared silently, “At your service, Head Chair.”
Xie Yanqiu tapped on the table, “Where’s the collected information?” The guard handed over a notebook.
The notebook contained records of all the nefarious activities of the Ming family over the years, as well as Ming Wenxian’s actions within the entertainment industry.
Ming Dexuan was always cautious, usually not deploying evolved beings, not even those of Class E.
This time, at Ming Wenxian’s request, he had dispatched ten evolved beings.
“Hmm, this matter isn’t typically within our jurisdiction,” Xie Yanqiu remarked after scanning the notebook, tossing it back, “Send this to the Thousand Army Alliance. Let them handle these families who start oppressing others just because they have a bit of power. What a bunch of scum.”
Speaking, she glanced at the unconscious Ming Wenxian lying outside the door, “And this woman, send her to the Thousand Army Alliance too. She’s not an evolved being, don’t waste my time.”
The guard’s mouth twitched slightly, “Understood, I’ll take care of it.”
Being sent to the Thousand Army Alliance wasn’t exactly a pleasant outcome; in fact, it could be far worse.
Too many misdeeds would mean a harsh punishment, possibly a fate worse than death.
And just like that, the Ming family was raided.
Xie Yanqiu leisurely finished her snacks, muttering to herself, “That brat, only his face is worth looking at, always causing trouble for himself.”
Her phone rang at that moment.
Glancing at it, she answered, ‘Yanqiu, didn’t you say you were on a half-month break? Why didn’t I see you when I came home?” The voice on the other end was a deep male voice, tinged with a hint of complaint, “The Alliance isn’t just you, you can take a break. You have paid leave, you know..”