The meal was quite delightful; Lin Cheng headed back to the laboratory first, having arranged to meet with Wang Xuan in the evening, as Wang Xuan still had matters concerning the Truth Sect to deal with.

On the way back, Xiaowei couldn’t help but say, “Uncle Wang, when you said you had a girlfriend, it turns out you weren’t lying.”

“Of course, when has Uncle Wang ever lied?” Wang Xuan smiled slightly.

“Ah, I thought with Uncle Wang being so tall and burly, like a big grey bear, not really handsome but more of an acquired taste, you wouldn’t be able to find a girlfriend. I didn’t expect it.” Su Xiaowei sighed.

Somehow, she became a bit melancholic.

Wang Xuan couldn’t help but laugh: “Really? Well, it’s all thanks to your Sister Chen’s poor eyesight that she took a liking to me.”

“No way, her eyesight is just fine,” Su Xiaowei said loudly.

With her head lowered, she muttered almost inaudibly, “You’re a liar, saying you’d wait for Xiaowei to grow up. You’re such a liar!”

Beside her, Wang Xuan patted Su Xiaowei on the head, bringing her back to her senses, then said, “Xiaowei, next year you’ll be eleven. Seven or eight years from now, you’ll become a graceful young lady.

The little fairy will become a real fairy, with many outstanding young men following you. You’ll have seen the world, learned much.

Looking back, you’ll find that everything isn’t as you see and think it is now.

By then, Uncle Wang should have a family, with a kid or two, and their mother at home.

Every day, your Sister Chen and I will be taking care of the kids, sending them to school, busy with our own things, and I’ll truly become a middle-aged uncle.”

Wang Xuan pointed to a middle-aged man passing by, with a beer belly, a receding hairline, and an overfed look, indicating that he’d look like that in his thirties.

“Hmph, you’re lying to me. How could Uncle Wang, a great hero, ever get old?” Su Xiaowei turned her face away.

Scratching his head, Wang Xuan didn’t know how to deal with the young girl and didn’t want to say anything like “heroes and beauties throughout history aren’t seen with white hair.”

Perhaps in her heart, she really couldn’t imagine that her admired Uncle Wang would turn into a greasy middle-aged uncle in the future.

“These days, don’t all young girls like young guys? A big piece of cured meat like me should only catch your Sister Chen’s eye.” Wang Xuan sighed.

“Only shallow people focus on looks; it’s what’s inside that counts most!”

Little did she know, the interesting soul in front of her weighed over two hundred pounds.

…

Today’s topic was one Wang Xuan really didn’t want to discuss any further with Su Xiaowei; it was giving him a headache.

On the way, he saw the entrance to an underground passage, sirens blaring. One police car after another parked as hundreds of police officers stood armed.

At the entrance, one Truth Sect member after another was being escorted out. The line of hundreds took several minutes to move, and finally, they all squatted on the ground.

The scene was quite spectacular, akin to a vice raid, just without scantily clad women.

Some people glared angrily at the police, attempting to escape together, only to be stunned by taser guns, losing control of their nervous systems. They were left numb and twitching on the ground.

“The Truth Saint King will protect us! You demons will die horrible deaths! You are all lackeys, accomplices in our oppression!”

The leader of the hundreds of Truth Sect members walked out, appearing frenzied, spouting nonsense in an attempt to incite the believers.

However, behind him was a Blood Exchange Realm police captain, restraining him from causing any uproar.

“Behave! You dare spread this cult? I’m telling you now, for your crimes, the minimum sentence is two hundred years, up to the death penalty. Just wait!”

Among the subdued Truth Sect followers, Su Qiubai squatted on the ground with a pitiful look, feeling anxious. She had never thought she would one day be caught by the police.

She inadvertently glanced up, seeing Wang Xuan and her sister Su Xiaowei walking over from the side, feeling even more mortified, she kept her head down and said nothing.

The two of them, each holding a candied hawthorn stick, squatted on the ground watching the police arrest the cult members, enjoying their snacks with relish, as if the scene before them was quite a treat, looking quite pleasing.

“Huh, Uncle Wang, isn’t that my sister?” Su Xiaowei pointed at Su Qiubai.

“Oh, it really is her.” Wang Xuan bit into a wild fruit, his teeth biting cleanly through with a crunch, “She looks so pitiful; I guess she won’t be coming home tonight.”

“Yeah, yeah, sister is really pitiful.” Su Xiaowei licked the bright red candied hawthorn and nodded heavily, “If sister had come to the Drunken Immortal Tower with us for some delicious hotpot at noon, she might not have been caught and wouldn’t be hungry now.”

Su Qiubai felt as if a million knives had been stabbed into her chest by these two, large and small. She was already unlucky enough, yet at her most downtrodden moment, she was harshly ridiculed.

It’s true, when it rains, it pours.

Her little sister might as well be done away with (though she doubted she could beat her, headache).

“Xiaowei, you must get Auntie to save me! Sister doesn’t want to go to jail!!!” Su Qiubai suddenly stood up, pleading pitifully.

“Be quiet!” A policeman shouted.

With that shout, Su Qiubai immediately squatted back down, quivering in fear, tears dropping in big drops.

Under Wang Xuan’s watchful eye, truck after truck took those Truth Sect followers away, while the core members were kept under strict surveillance.

Wang Xuan dusted off his clothes and stood up: “Let’s go, I’ll take you home first, then head to the police station.

As the informant, I’m owed a reward, and I’ll also need to give a statement.”

“Mm-hmm. Uncle Wang, I’ll leave Qiubai to you.” Su Xiaowei of course had complete trust in Wang Xuan and was at ease going home.

…

“Mr. Wang, thank you for your great assistance. We’ve completed recording your statement, and the 100,000 Star Yuan reward has been transferred to your account,” a policeman said, shaking hands with Wang Xuan, noting the successful collaboration between the police and civilians.

“May I ask, has there been any progress in the investigation of the Truth Sect members?” Wang Xuan inquired.

“Well…I shouldn’t really say, but given Mr. Wang’s standing, you probably already know about the Truth Sect, so it doesn’t matter.

Most followers were lured by the so-called longevity knowledge of the Truth Sect, gradually brainwashed with anti-social ideas, without much actual knowledge about the sect itself, at most being peripheral members.

But the real core members, and that leader, are absolutely committed to the Truth Sect, refusing to speak even under threat of death.

Some experienced in charm and hypnosis techniques at the police station managed to get a few lower-tier members to talk, but were quickly exhausted. The fervor of these people’s will is truly fanatical, hard to shake.”

Wang Xuan nodded, knowing well the unyielding nature of fanatics; such steadfastness is unimaginable for ordinary people, so it’s not surprising they’re willing to die for their beliefs, which is quite shocking.

“Could I arrange to meet with their leader? If anything unexpected happens, I’ll take all responsibility.

Of course, I might be able to extract some information.” Wang Xuan said indifferently.

In fact, he was very curious about the so-called Evolutionary Secrets and the longevity knowledge, which might be unexpectedly rewarding.

“I’ll ask my superiors about that.”

The policeman thought it was against regulations, but considering Wang Xuan was the whistleblower and also a middle-level instructor at the Martial Arts Hall, his request wasn’t something an ordinary officer like him could deny.

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