"Boris, don't give me those low-difficulty Bizarre tasks from the police department for now; I need to rest!"
A month had passed since Chu Feng left Old John's house. Every few days, Boris would send him an easy task, the kind that felt like picking up free money.
The compensation provided by the police department was a little low. However, scattered over a month, it still added up to over one million US dollars.
However, Lin Qiu had just called Chu Feng to inform him that the first and second floors of the Exorcism Agency building had been renovated. Naturally, his focus had to shift to his own Exorcism Agency for the time being.
"James, how's the renovation of your new house? The Agency is already starting to operate!"
"Ah? What?"
The noise of an electric drill came from the other end of the phone, causing Chu Feng to frown involuntarily.
Seeing the caller ID, James's expression showed surprise, and he hurriedly ran outside the house.
