Ten minutes later, sitting in the office chair behind the desk in the small office next to the reception room, Shen Qiang smiled as he watched the people coming and going on the street below and spoke very calmly on the phone, "The basic situation is like this: they came to my door to extort me, forcing me to sell my own business. Luckily, I'm a cultivator—if I were an ordinary person, my family would surely be ruined and I personally devastated."
Qian Shanxue's voice was cold, yet inexplicably carried a hint of amusement.
"So you had them cut off their own arms and then called me to investigate?"
Shen Qiang laughed, "I had no choice, I couldn't reveal my identity, so I had to turn to you, my female superior who abhors evil as a deadly foe. I thought you certainly wouldn't let them get away with their outrageous behavior, right?"
