287: Magic Mist Phantom, S-level ultra-high-risk mission

Ding dong!

Just as the two were about to lose their minds, a sudden doorbell pulled them back to reality.

Yan Fei's Face was flushed, and her hazy eyes instantly cleared.

She snatched the blue porcelain bottle from Jiang Fan's hand, then reluctantly moved away from him.

Jiang Fan coughed lightly to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"I'll get the door."

"I'll change."

They spoke at the same time, scrambling towards their respective destinations.

The door opened, revealing President Yan Qiushui and a stout middle-aged man.

Jiang Fan recognized the middle-aged man at a glance; it was Director Yan Changfeng of the Special Affairs Bureau, whom he had met at the Training Camp, and also Yan Fei's father.

Jiang Fan's heart tightened, feeling a strange sensation of being caught red-handed by a parent.

He thought of the intimate scene just now and Yan Fei in her revealing clothes.

He wondered what the consequences would be if Yan Changfeng saw her later.

"Jiang Fan, this is Yan Changfeng from the Special Affairs Bureau. I brought him here to see you about something."

Yan Qiushui went straight to the point, introducing him.

"It's good to see you, Director Yan. We met at the Training Camp."

Jiang Fan suppressed his nervous feelings and greeted him calmly.

Yan Changfeng laughed heartily, patted Jiang Fan's shoulder, and said warmly, "You have a good memory. I owe you a lot for what happened last time."

"It was nothing, Director Yan, you're too kind. Please come in!"

Jiang Fan replied with a smile, stepping aside to usher the two into the house.

After some pleasantries, the three sat down in the living room.

"Serve tea!"

Jiang Fan casually instructed as usual.

No one responded for a long time, and then he remembered that the maids and butler in the villa had all been given leave by Yan Fei.

"Where are the butler and servants?"

Yan Qiushui asked, puzzled. With her keen perception, she naturally detected that there were still two people in the house.

One of them had a long and steady aura, at least in the Grandmaster Realm.

The other was an ordinary person, without any cultivation.

Sensing that the two had no murderous intent, Yan Qiushui didn't pay it any mind.

After all, these were Jiang Fan's private matters, and it wasn't convenient for her to inquire.

Jiang Fan awkwardly explained, "Sorry, I gave them the day off today."

"No need to trouble yourself, I'll leave after I'm done with my business..."

"No trouble at all, please wait a moment."

Jiang Fan said with a smile.

Then, he got up and personally made tea for the two of them.

"The main reason for my visit is that the Bureau has a task that I'd like to trouble you with."

Director Yan Changfeng explained his purpose with a smile.

"This task has a certain level of danger and has been listed in the school's task office for some time, but no one has accepted it. After discussing it with President Yan, we still feel that you are the most suitable..."

"Are you discussing it with me? You directly named Jiang Fan to do it, didn't you?"

Yan Qiushui rolled her eyes at Yan Changfeng, interrupting him mercilessly.

Yan Changfeng's old Face flushed, and he said awkwardly, "Sister, at least give me some Face..."

Then, he looked at Jiang Fan with a smile, "This task is in Cloud Edge, and it's related to the Black Mist Organization we caught last time."

Yan Changfeng had been having a headache during this period.

Because this task had a certain level of danger, the Special Affairs Bureau couldn't spare enough capable personnel.

So, they entrusted it to Xinghai Martial Arts University, and the task required someone in the Grandmaster to accept it.

Unexpectedly, a few days ago, the top ten on Xinghai Martial Arts University's Qianlong List were all defeated by Jiang Fan.

The newly ranked individuals probably still lacked strength.

There was no other way. After much thought, Yan Changfeng felt that only Jiang Fan was suitable.

Thus, he personally came to ask his sister, Yan Qiushui, to ensure Jiang Fan made this trip.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan immediately became interested.

Ever since he encountered members of the Black Demon Mist in the Training Camp, he had been very curious about this mysterious Organization.

Especially the Black Demon Mist's method of improving strength, which left a deep impression on him.

Also, why they took Zhang Changchun back then remained a mystery.

So, he took out his communicator and entered the school's task management System.

He clearly found a red, bolded task at the top of the task list.

S-level Ultra-High Risk Task

— Investigation, Clearance Type.

Task Location: Xingbei Cloud Edge

Task Source: Martial Alliance Special Affairs Bureau

Task Details: Specifically explained by the Special Affairs Bureau

Task Reward: 10 First-Class Credits

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Last time in the Martial Skill Hall, Meng Ze had mentioned doing tasks to earn credits to Jiang Fan.

It was just that his credits came too quickly, and he had long forgotten this laborious, primitive way of acquiring credits.

This task management System was the first time Jiang Fan had logged into it today.

Since the task was in Cloud Edge and related to the Black Demon Mist, Jiang Fan had no reason to refuse this task.

After all, the Black Mist Organization was not a benevolent group.

If left unchecked, it might cause unpredictable damage to Cloud Edge.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan didn't hesitate at all. He readily said, "I'll take this task. Please explain the specific situation, Uncle."

This address of "Uncle" made Yan Changfeng overjoyed.

Currently, Jiang Fan's reputation was soaring, and even the Xie Family, one of the four great Families in the capital, had been annihilated by him.

Jiang Fan had subtly become a new power in the capital by his own strength.

His daughter, besides not cultivating the Martial Dao, which angered him, had done a remarkably good job of befriending Jiang Fan.

With this in mind, Yan Changfeng completely relaxed:

"Then, virtuous nephew Jiang, I won't be polite with you. The situation is like this..."

Then, Yan Changfeng explained the whole story.

After listening, Jiang Fan's expression gradually became serious.

It turned out that about half a month ago, people in Cloud Edge discovered several suspicious individuals.

These people had been loitering around the old Zhang Family residence and the former factory.

After being reported, the Martial Alliance and Law Enforcement Team had a confrontation with the other party during their investigation.

That's when the other party's identity as members of the Black Mist Organization was exposed.

However, the Martial Alliance and Law Enforcement Team personnel were not strong enough; not only did they fail to apprehend these individuals, but several of their own were injured.

As a last resort, after reporting it, the Martial Alliance Headquarters understood the case and entrusted the task to the Special Affairs Bureau, which had handled Black Demon Mist cases before.

"Virtuous nephew Jiang, then I'll trouble you! When do you plan to depart? Once you decide, I'll arrange two escorts for you."

After explaining the matter, Yan Changfeng also let out a long sigh of relief.

Having experience fighting the Black Demon Mist, being a Great Grandmaster expert, and being extremely familiar with the situation in Cloud Edge.

Jiang Fan was simply the perfect candidate for this task!

"Then let's make it tomorrow morning."

Jiang Fan thought for a moment before speaking.

This matter had already dragged on for several days; if it wasn't resolved quickly, something might go wrong. It was better sooner than later.

Moreover, Jiang Fan vaguely felt that this matter might be related to the Zhang Family.

"Oh, and for this task, please don't expose my true identity, Uncle."

Jiang Fan thought of his Clone and specifically reminded him to avoid revealing any flaws.

"Alright! I'll arrange for someone to pick you up tomorrow morning."

Seeing Jiang Fan's decisive action, Yan Changfeng readily agreed.

As for why he wanted to hide his identity, he didn't think much of it.