Chapter 162 Indulgence

Yan Shi blinked.

The white light dissipated.

Chu Mengfu's black hat was shattered by the immense power at close range, revealing his pale face.

She swayed for a moment, then lost her balance and collapsed to the ground, her left arm hanging limply at her side, her right hand supporting her weight.

Meng Shi didn't put away his weapon, but instead propped it up on the ground. He turned his head to look at Yan Shi and said, "Hey, you ordinary passersby over there, if you want to fight, do it now. I'm in a hurry."

Because Meng Shi had confiscated her weapons, and it seemed her gun was incredibly powerful. Yan Shi reached into the spatial gap and retrieved the Undead Halberd, holding it firmly in his hand before approaching.

"I don't fight." Yan Shi shrugged.

The sharp blade of the halberd in her hand reflected a cold, eerie light under the moonlight.

Hearing the sound, Chu Mengfu struggled to look up at Yan Shi.

"Teacher Yanlan..." she murmured to herself.

Teacher Meng: "Hmph, you still say you don't know them. Teacher Yanlan, wait a minute." Her gaze became wary. "Beings with the surname Yan in the inner world are quite rare. I only know one."

Yan Shi: "Hello, I'm Yan Lan, the younger sister of the person you know."

Master Meng: ...

“That’s perfect. I’d like to ask you why your student robbed me without cause?” Teacher Meng shifted his arm to rest on the gun. “The Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs should be the most committed to fairness and order, right?”

“What does that have to do with me?” Yan Shi said very relaxed. “I’m not affiliated with the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs. Besides,” she pointed at Chu Mengfu, “I didn’t rob you.”

Master Meng: "Aren't your students the ones you taught?"

Yan Shi: "I haven't given her a lesson yet."

Master Meng: ...

"So what do you want to do now?" Master Meng asked very directly. "Let me make it clear beforehand that your student started the fight, so I will not pay for medical expenses."

What else can we do?

Yan Shi shrugged. "That's it. Everyone go home and do their own thing."

Meng Shi glanced at Chu Mengfu, "Since Ms. Yanlan spoke up herself, fine."

In fact, given her usual temperament, she would definitely have thrown Chu Mengfu into Donohai.

Whether it was severely injured and devoured by sea monsters, or struggled to survive, remains to be seen.

It all depends on the Mother Goddess.

But that's why all the teachers came.

Meng Shi put the gun back into her storage space and turned to leave when a soft voice came from the alley next to them, "How lively! Looks like I've arrived just in time."

Yan Shi's eyelids twitched.

She looked up and met a pair of beautiful emerald eyes.

The newcomer had black hair and green eyes, with a few strands of gold in his hair that seemed to faintly glow in the darkness.

Hearing the voice, Master Meng turned his head and looked up, somewhat surprised: "Wen Ying, you're also in Novano Port?"

Wen Ying was still wearing a very simple casual outfit, and even looked a bit like a student who had not yet graduated from school.

She walked over to Meng Shi, her eyes crinkling slightly as she spoke, a faint smile on her face, "There's been so much going on in Novano Port lately, I've come to take a look."

“It’s someone I know.” Wen Ying looked at Yan Shi.

Yan Shi's heart tightened.

Putting aside the question of how Wen Ying ended up here, just considering the current situation, Wen Ying and she were childhood friends.

Others might not recognize that Yanlan and Yanju are the same person, but Wen Ying would definitely recognize them.

Just as Yan Shi hesitated about how to start the conversation, and was already preparing to close his eyes and face the impending social disaster, Wen Ying continued, "Hello, Yan Lan. I am Wen Ying, a good friend of your sister."

My sister's friend?

This statement.

She felt a strange sense of relief, but this was quickly followed by more complex emotions. Her lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and she looked at Wen Ying with a slightly bewildered expression.

She remembered that she and Wen Ying should have broken off their friendship.

"Hello," Yan Shi said tentatively.

Wen Ying's gaze fell on the halberd Yan Shi held in his palm. Her tone was as gentle as ever, but with a hint of something else: "Does your sister know that you are a deceased person?"

Meng Shi was startled and examined the necromancer halberd in Yan Shi's hand again: "Yan Lan, are you also a deceased person? Aren't you Director Yan's sister? How come you're dealing with death?"

Yan Shi gripped his Deathbringer Halberd tightly, feeling a numbness.

She's just really good at using the Deathbringer's Halberd, so why does everyone she meets have to first express their shock at how she's a dead person?

Wen Ying watched Yan Shi's actions, her smile deepening as she thoughtfully remarked, "It seems your sister doesn't know."

She paused, then said with certainty, "That's right. If she knew, she probably wouldn't let you continue to use her name to cause trouble everywhere."

Yanlan is staying at the Garcia Governor's Mansion in Port Noano. She has a close relationship with a group of fake refugees who suddenly appeared, and she also gets involved in the dispute between the two groups of refugees.

Their behavior is already puzzling, and now they've come to the shantytown.

When the incident at Noano Port first broke out, the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (BIS) urgently dispatched patrol teams to intervene, and the action was swift and decisive. However, these actions came to an abrupt halt after Yanlan arrived at Noano Port.

Yan Shi was quite indulgent towards this younger sister whom Wen Ying had never heard her mention before.

Yan Shi, who had been indulged to the point of becoming Director Yan, now operates on the principle of absolute fairness, with Yan Lan being her only exception.

This is not good.

Wen Ying sighed, lowered her eyes, and her inner emotions were complicated.

She gently shook her head, stood up, and raised her fingertips. A golden, gossamer-thin longsword appeared in her right hand.

The longsword was made of some unknown metal; it appeared so thin as to be almost transparent, yet its blade was covered with intricate patterns that shimmered with subtle light.

“Your sister can’t bear to hurt you,” Wen Ying said. “Then I will.”

Author's Note: Chapters 159-164 have undergone major plot revisions and are now complete.