Chapter 53: Supplies Robbed

"Manager Hu, isn't this the Ghost Bride's spirit sedan chair? Why did you send this over?"

Xia Tianqiong sent another voice message to Manager Hu using his gold ticket.

This item functioned like a cross-dimensional communicator and worked everywhere.

Manager Hu replied to him promptly, "So Mr. Xia is also acquainted with the Ghost Bride. She borrowed underworld currency from my bank and was unable to repay it for the time being, so she lent her spirit sedan chair to perform tasks for my bank to offset a portion of her debt."

The Ghost Bride was, after all, the proprietor of the Netherworld Restaurant, a place yearned for by all spirits, known for raking in a fortune daily.

Yet she actually owed money to the bank!

Xia Tianqiong found this somewhat baffling, but he did not press further and subsequently boarded the spirit sedan chair.

The interior of the sedan chair was quite ordinary, identical to an ancient Chinese sedan chair, except for a faint fragrance of rouge, presumably left behind by the Ghost Bride.

The burly man in red told him, "You only need to picture the destination in your mind, and we will arrive there."

"Alright, let's set off."

Looking at the location pin sent via WeChat, Xia Tianqiong silently pictured the place in his mind.

The next instant, he felt a strong G-force pushing him back.

The sedan chair seemed to take flight, moving at an astonishing speed, creating a sensation of being pressed firmly against the seat.

He lifted the side curtain and looked outside.

There was only pitch-black gloom; no scenery could be seen at all.

It felt as though they had left the real world and entered another dimension.

While Xia Tianqiong was on his way, a very interesting scene was unfolding within the mirror dimension.

The eight junior attendants had gathered in a courtyard, each with a peculiar expression on their faces.

"The master is too biased. Why let *it* decide who upgrades first and who upgrades later? It's just good-for-nothing trash, what qualifications does it have?"

The first to speak was the quick-tempered Number Eight, resentment written all over his face.

Number Four looked at them and sighed, "Simply because it was the spirit that followed the master earliest; the master clearly values loyalty. I told you long ago that we shouldn't bully the delivery spirit, but you refused to listen."

Number Three immediately jumped up, pointed at Number Four, and scolded angrily, "Don't put on an act of being a good spirit. When we were snatching the fruit earlier, you didn't hold back at all—you were the one who grabbed the most."

"But you were the first one to strike and knock it unconscious, you were the one who started the trouble."

"How can you say I started it? Clearly, Number Eight proposed it first and was also the one who beat up the delivery spirit; if anyone is to be blamed, blame him."

"Bulls**t! How dare you blame me? I've always been the one stepping forward to fight for everyone's benefits. How do you have the face to blame me?"

The spirits argued more and more fiercely, showing signs of a looming physical brawl.

"Stop arguing!"

Number One suddenly let out a loud shout, and the rest of the spirits finally fell silent.

"What do you have to worry about? It's merely deciding who goes first and who goes later; would it dare deny anyone their upgrade? With just this tiny bit of power, does it really think it can control us?"

Upon careful thought by the spirits, it was indeed the case.

Even if the delivery spirit made things difficult for them, in the end, it would not dare block their upgrades, as this was something the master had personally instructed.

"We must still remain united and never bicker over who goes first or last; it's going to happen sooner or later anyway, and we certainly must not bow down to the delivery spirit."

"Right, we must never let it manipulate us."

The spirits quickly reached a consensus again and stopped arguing over the matter.

However, after the gathering ended, Number Four and Number Six stealthily ran over to the courtyard where the delivery spirit resided.

It was unknown what was said, but in short, when they left, both spirits wore smug expressions.

Lin'an City, Northern Suburb District.

Many logistics and warehousing companies were located here, and the leasing company that rented the warehouse to Jiang Yu was also situated in this area.

At this moment, she was standing at the entrance, her hair somewhat disheveled and two buttons missing from her collar.

Vroom, vroom, vroom! A sedan drove in from afar and paused briefly at the gate.

The car window rolled down, and a handsome young man looked at Jiang Yu, his gaze full of aggression, lingering particularly on her chest and face.

"Tsk tsk, her figure is alright, but her face is a bit lacking!"

He brazenly critiqued the girl right to her face, showing an extreme degree of arrogance.

Jiang Yu's pretty face flushed red with anger, and just as she was about to curse him out, the young man stepped hard on the accelerator and drove right into the gates of the warehouse leasing company.

This was an ultra-large-scale warehouse leasing company, housing dozens of warehouses of various sizes, along with two large refrigerated warehouses.

Liu Zhongjun parked his car in front of a warehouse where four men in black were already waiting. Seeing him arrive, they immediately chorused a respectful "Young Master Liu."

"Take me inside to take a look."

He strode into the warehouse, closely followed by the four men in black.

"We've taken inventory; the various supplies stored across the three warehouses are worth around 200 million yuan."

One of them briefed him while walking, "They are all easily preservable food, daily necessities, routine medicines, along with some clothing and wilderness survival tools."

Hearing this, Liu Zhongjun suddenly stopped, doubt rising in his eyes.

These supplies clearly looked prepared for the impending chaotic times. Could the original owner of the warehouse also know about the descent of the supernatural?

He had only learned about this matter from his family elders yesterday.

His family was preparing to stockpile supplies across the country, and since he happened to be vacationing in Lin'an City, they put him in charge of hoarding supplies here.

This warehouse leasing company belonged to his family, and when his employees reported that someone had stored a massive amount of supplies in the warehouses, he used a few minor tricks to chase away the original owner and directly seized all the supplies.

With a total value of 200 million, such a sum meant nothing at all to his family.

Yet, being able to snatch such a comprehensive variety of supplies without spending a single penny—why not do it?

Anyway, chaotic times were coming, and order was about to collapse.

Even murder and arson might go unpunished, so what did seizing some supplies matter?

"Has that woman been investigated? What is her background?"

Liu Zhongjun suddenly grew curious about the original owner of the warehouse, suspecting she might be like him, a member of some ancient family.

Otherwise, she would not have known about the descent of the supernatural, nor would she have prepared supplies in advance.

The man in black behind him immediately replied, "We've checked; she's just a woman from an ordinary family with no background whatsoever, and her social ties are very simple. It's unlikely she belongs to any major family."

"Not necessarily. Perhaps she's an external operative working for some family."

Liu Zhongjun shook his head, then suddenly flashed an alluring yet wicked smile, "Go bring her over; I want to ask her myself."

Each of the ancient families had been passed down for millennia, and they shared both business ties and numerous conflicts and frictions among themselves.

Inflicting blows on other families and stirring up trouble was something Liu Zhongjun took great pleasure in doing.

A moment later, a terrified-looking Jiang Yu was dragged before him by two men in black.

"Whose family are you working for?"

Liu Zhongjun got straight to the point, asking directly, though his gaze kept wandering back and forth over Jiang Yu's heaving breasts.

Sensing danger, Jiang Yu stammered, "Y-You... What are you going to do? Let... let me go."

"If you honestly tell me, I won't make things difficult for you. Otherwise..."

Liu Zhongjun suddenly took two steps forward, practically pressing against Jiang Yu's body.

He lowered his head, leaned close to Jiang Yu's neck, took a deep breath, sniffed her hair, and said softly, "You see, I'm very picky. A woman who isn't perfect enough like you doesn't interest me, but these brothers of mine might be interested."

Jiang Yu struggled desperately, trying to dodge, but as a petite woman with her arms held by two grown men, she was completely powerless to resist.

"Let me go! My boss will be here immediately."

"Oh, wonderful. I'll wait for him right here."

Liu Zhongjun completely disregarded Jiang Yu's threat, treating it as a joke. "She's yours. Chaotic times are coming, no need to worry about the consequences."

Upon hearing this, the four men in black all broke into lewd grins.