Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One-Chapter 47 - 43 Three Conditions

“What conditions?”

Huang Yi’an looked at Li Ping’an, puzzled.

Wanyan Mengwen quickly recalled and explained:

“Cousin, the conditions Li Ping’an proposed are like this…”

“First, Li Ping’an will help us, but the process cannot be revealed, and it must not be disclosed that it was he who did it after the fact!”

“Second, Li Ping’an wants to take photos of each of the Taoist artifacts we borrowed from the museum, and if necessary, he might need to borrow them.”

“Oh, is that all? No problem! No problem at all!”

Huang Yi’an quickly agreed.

For safety and considering the future, the thorough and foresighted Li Ping’an then proposed another condition:

“Right, I just thought of a third condition: There are no secrets in this world, and now we’re in the age of information. If the incident of me dealing with the Fierce Ghost gets out, the police must step in to clarify for me, make sure it’s all got nothing to do with me, ensuring I won’t be harassed or investigated in the future, and the reward money must be given in full!”

“No problem! We will fully respect your privacy. If you have any more conditions, just state them now. Forget these three—if you can successfully resolve this, I’d even agree to give you my cousin as a reward!”

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“No more!”

Li Ping’an briskly replied:

“Though, if you’re willing to give me Sister Wanyan, I’m open to it. After all, it’s for her sake that I came, hahaha!”

“You two are quite amusing—having the mood to joke around at a time like this. Let’s go in quickly!”

The calm before the storm was a moment of rare joy for Huang Yi’an and Wanyan Mengwen in these times, but what awaited them next was a confrontation with the Fierce Ghost, a collision with death.

Huang Yi’an and Wanyan Mengwen quickly tensed up, while Li Ping’an, with his chest puffed out and hands clasped behind his back, casually walked into Silver Dragon Tower.

After entering Silver Dragon Tower, Huang Yi’an led Li Ping’an and Wanyan Mengwen towards the banquet hall. Li Ping’an asked in confusion:

“Why aren’t you taking me to a guest room to wait for the knocking, instead of heading to the banquet hall?”

Huang Yi’an explained:

“According to recent observations, in the past few days, that thing has knocked on all the rooms except a few on the first floor, and it’s likely to target the banquet hall next.”

“So what you’re saying is that you’ve contained all the people locked inside Silver Dragon Tower in the banquet hall?”

“Exactly, think about what kind of place Silver Dragon Tower is, and who stays here? They’re either wealthy or noble, including business moguls, retired officials, even a few parliament members. To better protect them, we had to contain them all in the banquet hall for centralized management.”

“And they just complied with the management? There was no trouble?”

Li Ping’an further inquired.

“There definitely was trouble, but the orders from above are to absolutely not let them out until the issue is resolved.”

Huang Yi’an led them to the entrance of the banquet hall and continued:

“Firstly, we’re afraid that releasing them might leak the news, and secondly, who knows if that inexplicable thing could be carried out by them to harm others. Right now, we’re not only preventing them from leaving, but their phones have also been restricted to only call their family members to assure them of their safety; the rest of the time they must be switched off.”

“Your handling of the situation is very professional!”

They were just outside the banquet hall door when Huang Yi’an, before opening it, turned to Li Ping’an with a serious tone:

“I’m grateful that you’ve taken the initiative to help us. I will be with you throughout the process and will ensure your safety.”

“No need, just Protect Sister Wanyan.”

Li Ping’an, having no interest in platitudes, pushed open the banquet hall door to see the hall clearly divided into three separate areas, distinguishable by the attire and demeanor of the people within.

To the left were the detained wealthy and influential, mostly in their forties, fifties, or sixties. Their complexions were waxen and sallow, especially the timid rich ladies who wore expressions of terror, some even huddling together tightly.

In the middle was a group of travelers from out of town, who also appeared to be affluent.

To the right were the so-called eminent monks, Taoist practitioners, and Jianghu masters. Although their expressions were calm, their eyes were gloomy, and they occasionally swallowed hard.

As Huang Yi’an accompanied him, Li Ping’an walked boldly forward, immediately drawing the attention of everyone, though their eyes were focused on Huang Yi’an.

“Captain Huang, you’ve come just in time!”

A fat, robed monk, accompanied by a group of “adepts,” hurried over and pleaded:

“Captain Huang, we must tell the truth now—we’re all fake monks, fake Taoists, Jianghu charlatans who know nothing about ghost-catching. We only agreed before to con you out of the reward, but now we don’t want it. Please, let us go!”

Just yesterday, a Taoist who refused to accept reality went upstairs after hearing the knocking from the guest room, intent on showing off, muttering Curses as he went—only to end up hanged alive.

This incident scared the “adepts” half to death; they instantly wet themselves and then begged and screamed to leave, but the police ignored them completely until Huang Yi’an arrived again.

“It wasn’t easy, but you finally admitted to being swindlers in order to leave, right? Okay, it’s simple to let you out—just confess your past crimes, and once you leave Silver Dragon Tower, you’ll be transferred directly to a detention center and then jailed for fraud.”

“This…”

The “adepts” looked at each other, uncertain of how to respond, and fell into a dilemma.

“Don’t want to confess your crimes, huh? Then just stay here and be good!”