Geng Zimo paused for a moment and replied: I think you're overthinking it.

Su Kun: No, I think my imagination is quite reasonable.

Geng Zimo: The company was quite chaotic today. The family of that colleague showed up, bringing some tough-looking guys for support, which made it hard for our department head to handle. Since Zhao Tianqi had no previous health issues and was quite young, his sudden death seemed suspicious. The police got involved, and some media reporters also came.

"The worst part is, because Unic is a subsidiary of Huatian Entertainment, which is heavily involved in the entertainment industry, even paparazzi showed up. So, everyone from employees to top executives had a rough day.

Su Kun squatted on the chair, staring at the screen while reading Geng Zimo's long message. Unconsciously, he brought his fingers to his mouth again.

With a light "smack," Su Kun turned to see Gu Yan gently swatting his hand away. Su Kun defensively said, "I was just scratching an itch, not biting my nails!"

Gu Yan stared at him for a while and then asked, "Really?"

Su Kun nodded firmly, "Yes!"

"Is it still itching?" Gu Yan asked again.

Su Kun thought for a moment and then continued to nod firmly, "Yes! I didn't get to scratch it because you swatted my hand away."

Gu Yan, with a serious expression, leaned in and gently bit Su Kun's lips before licking them.

Su Kun: "..." Now it really itches! TAT

After indulging himself, Gu Yan bit Su Kun again and then sat up straight, his face expressionless as if he hadn't just been nibbling on Su Kun. With a tone that sounded like a parent scolding a child, he asked, "Still going to bite your nails?"

Despite his flushed face, Su Kun was enjoying the attention and firmly said, "Yes!" If it comes with such benefits, why not?

Gu Yan: "..." Great, educational failure. This shameless person cannot be disciplined this way.

With his face steaming, Su Kun, surrounded by pink bubbles, turned back to the computer screen.

Geng Zimo had sent another message: Anyway, the reason the weird boss is sleeping here tonight is multifaceted and complicated. So, please stop letting your imagination run wild, thanks!

Su Kun, still in a daze from being kissed, replied: I think no matter how complicated, I can sum up what I want to say to you in two words.

Geng Zimo: Say it.

Su Kun: Good luck.

Geng Zimo: ...

Su Kun: And another five words: Congratulations on losing your virginity.

Geng Zimo: ...Get lost! Is that person watching? Get him to drag you away!

After typing this, Geng Zimo quickly went offline, his avatar turning gray as if silently flipping Su Kun the bird.

The person in question, Gu Yan, took the opportunity to drag the squatting Su Kun onto the bed.

Since the last incident, Su Kun and Gu Yan had been careful not to get too carried away, fearing any interruption. Once bitten, twice shy, they were cautious because Gu Yan's state was still unstable. Although he could maintain his larger form for longer periods, he could still shrink unexpectedly.

Despite Gu Yan's hard work over the past month, absorbing many residual souls, it was still not enough. He had asked Granny Camphor Tree and the painting spirit for advice, and they, who had taken centuries to become spirits, gave him similar answers: "You know the method, so it will be faster for you. Maybe a few years to a decade."

Just the thought of that duration gave Gu Yan a headache. "Can't it be faster? I thought it would only take a few months."

The two old spirits, who had lived for centuries, didn't understand. "A few years is fast. It will pass quickly. You’re already making progress that took others a century. You can't go any faster unless you devour an old spirit and transfer their cultivation and power to yourself."

After they said that, they noticed Gu Yan silently staring at them, not saying a word.

"Wait!" Granny Camphor Tree swallowed. "We're not the same kind as you, swallowing us won't help. Change your look, it's scary! I'm too old for this!"

The painting spirit coughed. "I'm just a piece of paper, too thin to be useful."

Gu Yan twitched his mouth. "I was just thinking of other methods. You’re overthinking."

The two spirits: "..." Being expressionless is the worst trait ever!

Gu Yan also wanted to ask the master for advice, but the master had been summoned back to Huaiyin Temple and hadn't been seen for days. It seemed something urgent had come up.

Among the members of the special department, only the landlord and Gu Yan had fixed residences and returned home every day. The other three wandered around. The master and the painting spirit had rooms in Huaiyin Temple, but they rarely used them, often visiting only a few times a year. Granny Camphor Tree was even more peculiar, spending most of her time in the wild, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

These members, having lived in modern times for a long time, were well-accustomed to modern life. They all had mobile phones with global roaming for easy contact while wandering around.

Of course, except for Gu Yan…

This guy was an absolute tech destroyer. Who knew what strange changes would occur if a phone landed in his hands. A simple breakdown was minor; more severe physical or chemical reactions were unpredictable.

Therefore, all the contacts were saved on Su Kun's phone. While Gu Yan and Su Kun weren’t inseparable, having a contact method was still convenient.

However, Su Kun had never received a call from them. When Gu Yan wandered around Li City, he often met Granny Camphor Tree, who would then call the painting spirit. The three of them would occasionally team up with the master and the landlord, making it unnecessary to call Su Kun.

So, when Su Kun was dragged to bed by Gu Yan and was about to chat under the covers, he was surprised to receive a call from the master. His first instinct was to check if the moon was in the wrong position.

"Hello? Xiao Su, it's late. That expressionless kid must be beside you, right? Let him take the call." The master's voice came through the phone, very serious, but the content made Su Kun twitch: What do you mean, at this hour, Gu Yan must be next to me? Master, do you know too much? You’re a legitimate Daoist priest!

Despite his internal complaints, Su Kun remained respectful, following the tradition of respecting the elderly and young. He glanced at Gu Yan and told the master, "He can't handle a phone. Should I put it on speaker? If it's not convenient, I can go to the other room."

"No need to avoid it. It’s not classified information. Put it on speaker."

Su Kun complied, putting the phone on speaker and placing it between them. "It’s on. Go ahead, master."

"Alright. Did you see the news about the company employee's sudden death today?" the master asked.

"Yes," Gu Yan said calmly. "Do you need us to take action?"

"Sort of, but it’s not an official assignment," the master explained. "It’s a personal request from a high-ranking executive at that company named Xiang Ge. He called me earlier asking for help, not an order from above."

"Master, you know Unic's executives?" Su Kun found the connection surprising.

The master coughed. "Well, there was a previous incident. Not with the company, but with Xiang Ge's family. He’s young, probably just over thirty, and quite stubborn. He didn’t believe in ghosts and spirits until his friend somehow got my number and asked me to help.

"But Xiang Ge treated me well despite his disbelief. If his friend hadn’t told me beforehand, I wouldn’t have noticed his skepticism. After solving his family’s problem, he’s been making substantial donations to Huaiyin Temple every year. Anyway, he called earlier, saying the employee’s death seemed suspicious. If it involves the supernatural, it could harm more people, so he asked for help."

Listening to the master, Su Kun silently thought: This sounds a lot like the weird boss Geng Zimo mentioned. Isn’t he Unic's youngest executive? There probably aren't any other young high-level executives, unless they’re heirs of Huatian Entertainment.

Gu Yan was puzzled. "He asked you to check it out, so why contact me? Are you still tied up over there?"

"Exactly!" the master said. "My teacher sent two people to find Qing Yuan, my troublesome former junior brother. But they couldn’t even find a trace. My teacher was furious and sent us all to search. Honestly, even if he didn’t have bad intentions twenty years ago, he’s been a real troublemaker now. We need to find him quickly. But since we all know each other's abilities, it’s tough to deal with him. We’ve turned Li City and several nearby cities upside down but haven’t found him yet."

"So you want me to check out the company?" Gu Yan asked.

"Yes, you help me out first. I’ll finish up in Min City and head to H City. I’ll probably be right behind you. If there’s an issue, I’ll join you. If not, you can handle it."