The Monster Bureau really isn't a place for humans. Ying Wu quickly walked back...
Huangfu Jun strode through the rose flower gate, entered the courtyard, climbed the high steps, and finally arrived at the company hall entrance.
A puff of white smoke suddenly rose from the forest outside the Monster Bureau. As the smoke dissipated, the tall figure of a young man was revealed.
He looked at Huangfu Jun's back from afar, his gaze deep. Another puff of black smoke flew by, and an old man in a suit appeared beside the young man.
“Huh?” The old man in the suit, holding the latest "special autograph" edition romance novel, turned his head. “Captain Bai, is your Dragon Fang that powerful? Without permission, Little Huangfu can also see the Monster Bureau's location?”
He was Yao Jing, the Director General of the Hua Kingdom Monster Bureau Headquarters.
Bai Lin frowned deeply.
There was a barrier outside the Monster Bureau. No matter how powerful the demon or half-demon, without permission, they could never see any of the Monster Bureau's buildings.
Yao Jing had specially accompanied him here to wait for Huangfu Jun to fail to find the target, forcing her to call out to him, and then he would open the "door" for her.
But she had entered the Monster Bureau so smoothly and effortlessly. This was the first time such a thing had happened since the establishment of the Monster Bureau.
In Yao Jing's view, the only explanation was that the Dragon Fang inside Huangfu Jun had connected to Bai Lin's demonic power, causing the Monster Bureau's barrier to mistake her for Bai Lin himself.
But Bai Lin knew clearly that it had nothing to do with his Dragon Fang. His Dragon Fang had long lost its connection to his original body and could not use his identity to obtain entry permission to the Monster Bureau.
But without the help of the Dragon Fang, whether Huangfu Jun was human, half-demon, or demon, she absolutely could not enter the Monster Bureau.
Easily "seeing through" the Monster Bureau's barrier—this had never happened in the history of the demon world. There must be some other secret hidden within Huangfu Jun.
He suddenly realized that her accidental entry into his barrier when they first met was no coincidence. She inherently possessed the ability to freely enter and exit demon barriers!
But if this fact were known to Yao Jing or any other demon, it would bring unprecedented trouble to both her and him.
“It's the Dragon Fang at work,” he said, his face darker than storm clouds. “The Dragon Fang has merged with her, instinctively protecting her, connecting to me and granting her permission.”
Yao Jing pursed his lips, reached out and patted Bai Lin on the shoulder. “Captain Bai, you really are wholeheartedly unreserved. A lover! Absolutely the most innocent great lover in our demon world!”
Bai Lin glanced sideways, his gaze icy.
Yao Jing quickly withdrew his hand, then suddenly remembered something and adjusted his glasses. “Ah, the headquarters has been too busy lately, so many things to handle. I'll head back first. Captain Bai, please stay, no need to see me out~”
With a bang, a large cloud of black smoke exploded out of thin air, and Yao Jing vanished instantly.
Bai Lin turned his face and disappeared as well.
On the other side, Huangfu Jun had already entered the hall.
The redwood carved lattice door was wide open. The interior decoration was also in an antique Chinese style. Stepping over the threshold, she found herself on an extremely elegant celadon tile floor, with a huge lotus palace lantern overhead. The furniture was all Ming-style simple redwood. Even the front desk for receiving guests was a long table made of rosewood.
Huangfu Jun's eyes widened in surprise. Behind the desk sat not a normal receptionist, but a little boy about seven or eight years old.
He wore a red down jacket, had a round face, big eyes, and a neat black bowl cut that shone.
Huangfu Jun looked at her own single-layer clothes, then at the boy's thick down jacket, momentarily unable to understand what was wrong.
The child also saw her, stood up, and waved at her.
“Are you Huangfu Jun, Miss Huangfu?” The child's big black eyes blinked, his tone very cheerful.
Huangfu Jun was slightly startled.
Could it be? This child was actually...?
Seeing Huangfu Jun's confusion, the amusement in the depths of the child's eyes deepened. “That's right, I'm the front desk receptionist here, Gui Suishou.”
Huangfu Jun smiled at Gui Suishou and nodded, then walked toward him.
Gui Suishou sat back down, pulled a document from a pile of files on the desk, picked up a pen, scribbled a few lines quickly, and handed it to Huangfu Jun.
“Miss Huangfu, you are a specially hired professional by Director General Yao. All procedures are handled on a special case basis. Just sign here, and you can go directly to report to Vice President Ha.”
Huangfu Jun took the document, read through every page and all the terms, then signed.
Gui Suishou collected the document and warmly pointed the way. “Go straight ahead, turn right at the fork, and the third door is Vice President Ha's office.”
Huangfu Jun nodded slightly, took out a sticky note with the words [Thank you] written on it, thanked Gui Suishou, adjusted her shoulder bag, and turned toward the door.
But after a few steps, a chill suddenly crept up her back, as if a cold, sinister gaze was fixed on her from behind.
She spun around abruptly, but the vast reception hall was empty, not a soul in sight, not even Gui Suishou.
Cold sweat broke out on her back.
Huangfu Jun took a deep breath. The Monster Bureau—a bit eerie, that's normal.
Following Gui Suishou's directions, she easily found the vice president's office. She walked up to the door and raised her hand to knock twice.
“Come in,” a middle-aged man's voice came from inside.
Huangfu Jun's brow furrowed slightly—the voice inexplicably grated on her ears.
Huangfu Jun pushed the door open, and a room glittering with gold burst into her sight.
The desk was solid gold, the office chair was rosewood inlaid with gold thread, the floor was golden metal tiles, the walls were covered in gold leaf, and even the spines of the books on the shelves were embossed with gold characters.
Huangfu Jun's eyes were nearly blinded by the glare.
In the blur of gold, she could only see a large brown mass standing in front of the desk.
Huangfu Jun steadied herself and saw that the brown mass was a middle-aged man, about forty years old. He was as fat as a barrel—three hundred jin would be an understatement. No wonder he was so easy to spot even against the golden background.