Although they had already guessed that Boss Tan might be related to this man from Immortal Mansion, neither Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal nor Dharmaraja had expected them to be so close.
Bro … little brother?
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal blinked, feeling like he was watching a third-rate, melodramatic TV series.
Whether it was in terms of build or appearance, Boss Tan and the man on the ground were very different.
Boss Tan was of medium build and had obvious muscles, but he wasn't as tall and sturdy as the man on the ground.
Looking at the man huddled in the corner, the corners of Boss Tan's mouth twitched visibly, and he rubbed his forehead as if he had a headache. "Didn't I tell you to leave back then? Why are you still fooling around there all these years? "
The man looked a little aggrieved. "The Master said that as long as I completed one more task, I could be promoted to director-level! I was thinking of retiring after I was promoted to director-level and getting my pension … "
Boss Tan was instantly speechless. "…" His little brother was still so naive, believing everything! He even believed nonsense like getting a pension!
Boss Tan couldn't help recalling how he had chosen to leave back then when he had recognized the Master of Immortal Mansion's stingy nature! Because the Master of Immortal Mansion was so stingy that his salary wasn't even as much as his shop!
Of course, the Master of Immortal Mansion's stinginess was only one of the reasons Boss Tan had left; the main reason was that Immortal Mansion's waters ran too deep.
Furthermore, he had long since realized that the Master of Immortal Mansion was actually a pervert!
"How long has it been since my little brother was caught and brought here?" Boss Tan asked with a sigh.
"Less than two hours ago," Dharmaraja replied.
"If I remember correctly, Immortal Mansion has a fixed schedule for reporting back. Whether the mission succeeds or fails, if you don't report back within the allotted time, it will be considered a mission failure." Boss Tan narrowed his eyes. He knew all too well that once a mission was judged a failure in Immortal Mansion, the person carrying out the mission would very quickly become a target.
"Go to the balcony and make a call. The signal is blocked here," Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said.
Boss Tan nodded, and without saying a word, he directly took the phone out of the man's arms. Dragging the man's upper body over the balcony, he pressed the call back button and put it on speaker.
He stared at the man in front of him. "Do you know what to say?"
The man looked aggrieved. "Brother …"
Boss Tan's expression was very serious as he pressed a hand against the man's head. "Cut the crap! Behave yourself, or I'll crush your head with my scissor legs! "
The man: "…"
Soon, a voice came from the other end of the phone. "Hello? Xiao Tan, how was the mission? "
The man was silent for a moment and finally answered honestly, "Reporting to the director, I encountered a little trouble, but it's not a big problem."
"Oh, do you need backup?"
"… There's no need for reinforcements. I can handle it myself."
"Alright, I'll be waiting for you to return victorious."
As soon as he said this, Boss Tan hung up the phone and heaved a sigh of relief. "Sorry for the trouble. Let me introduce my younger brother, Tan Qian."
"No wonder." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said, "I've always felt that his and Boss Tan's spirit energy attributes are very similar. When you spoke just now, I suddenly felt that even your voices were similar. May I ask if this Little Brother Tan and Boss Tan are twins?"
"Yes, we're twins," Boss Tan said. "Don't you think that his appearance and figure aren't like mine? That's because he cultivates Immortal Mansion's Panwu Immortal Martial Arts. This technique can make up for a lack of innate talent, but the downside is that once you cultivate it, you'll grow taller and taller, change your original appearance, and shorten your lifespan. "
Boss Tan seemed to be recalling a lot of things. "I've seen with my own eyes people who cultivate this technique for a hundred years grow into giants that are dozens of meters tall. When they run, they look like mutated Zergs. "
Mutated … mutated Zergs?
The corners of Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's and Dharmaraja's mouths twitched. "…"
"Do you know what happens to these mutated Zergs?" Boss Tan looked at his little brother with a meaningful expression.
"I've heard from the director that those who cultivate the Panwu Immortal Technique have been arranged by the master to enter the Immortal Abode of Peach Blossom Spring. They've become the most capable subordinates of the Immortal Abode, and they can obtain everything they want there," Tan Qian replied.
"It seems you don't know the situation at all."
Boss Tan chuckled, his expression a little sad as he said, "Those who cultivate this technique are indeed sent to a place called Peach Blossom Land in the end, but it's actually a secret execution ground for Immortal Mansion. Anyone who cultivates the Panwu Immortal Martial Arts to the later stage is executed … furthermore, each of their bodies is a massive body of energy. "
"How could this be …"
Tan Qian was stupefied. He had no idea what was going on at all.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Dharmaraja also broke out in a cold sweat. After a cultivator died, the corpse itself was in fact a massive body of energy. But what did the Master of Immortal Mansion need such a massive body of energy for?
"Unfortunately, I only got to this point in my investigation back then before I chose to leave. I don't know what their ultimate goal is. I had to expend a lot of energy to avoid these guys back then. "Boss Tan's expression was clearly a little sad.
"Then do you have your own deductions, boss?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal frowned. If what Boss Tan said was true, then Immortal Mansion's viciousness was completely beyond his imagination.
"I probably have some deductions." Boss Tan continued, "What I know is that the Master of Immortal Mansion is actually a spirit sword collector. He has already collected more than two-thirds of the spirit swords on the historical ranking list of cultivation swords. Furthermore, based on the clues I have so far, he probably wants to create a peerless godly sword that can crush all the swords on the list … "
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal suddenly thought of something. "People from Immortal Mansion came to my house to cause trouble before in search of the maker of the stone ghost mask. Could this have something to do with it?"
"It's very likely." Boss Tan nodded. "If they want to create a peerless godly sword, they have to find a powerful weaponsmith."
Hearing this, Tan Qian felt like he was about to give up on thinking. He hugged his head and curled up in a corner in pain.
"Senior Immortal, are you going to deal with him?"
Boss Tan looked at Tan Qian, then turned his head to look at the young man in white in front of him. "Perhaps he doesn't know as much about Immortal Mansion as I do. As long as Senior Immortal is willing to let him off the hook, he can tell me whatever he wants to know. I'll definitely tell him everything I know. "
"Since he's your little brother, we can actually discuss what to do next," Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal replied.
"That's good."
Boss Tan exhaled. "But Senior Immortal, I have a favor to ask of you first."
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal nodded. "Go ahead, Boss Tan."
"It's said that Senior Immortal has a lot of strange tricks up his sleeve. Do you have any way to make someone forget the art they cultivate?"
Boss Tan looked at Tan Qian and said, "He hasn't cultivated the Panwu Immortal Martial Arts to a high level, but this art is addictive. Once you cultivate it, it's very easy to become addicted, and it's hard to stop. Unless you forget it. "
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal understood.
Indeed, as Boss Tan said, it would indeed be very dangerous to continue cultivating this art.
But it was really too difficult to completely erase one's memory!
Furthermore, the text of the art would be imprinted in the depths of a person's brain when they cultivated it, which was the hardest thing to forget.
Boss Tan: "Senior Immortal, do you have any good ideas?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal scratched his head and pointed at Tan Qian's. "How about … punching him?"
Boss Tan, Tan Qian and Dharmaraja: "…"
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PS:
Tan Siming: Hello everyone, let me introduce you. This is my younger brother, Tan Qian.
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