"oh……"

That makes sense.

Ye Shaoheng didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence. He had a feeling that if he did, Ye Yuansong would hit him with his cane again.

“I will pick you up in two days, Miss Shi. Please give me an address.” Ye Yuansong nodded. “I assure you that I will not investigate your family and parents and will try my best to protect them, but you will have to convince those people yourself.”

Although she had heard Ye Yuansong's assurances many times, Shi Yin's heart softened, and she couldn't help but smile.

"It's alright, they'll be fine." Shi Yin nodded to Ye Yuansong. "Well then, I'm going back to school. See you in two days."

"Tsk, what are you standing there for? Send them over!" Ye Yuansong glared at him immediately. Ye Shaoheng straightened his clothes, stood up, and slipped out with Shi Yin.

"..."

"...Major General, this girl isn't very old, is she?" Jiang Wen hesitated. "Isn't she... having a nightmare or something?"

“You saw that fragment in my mind just now, and as far as I know, no one can do that with current technology.” Ye Yuansong leaned on his cane, his expression grave. “And you noticed Ye Shaoheng’s expression, didn’t you?”

The moment that memory appeared, their movements froze for a moment. If Shi Yin had truly harbored ill intentions at that moment, they would have been powerless to resist.

And then there was Ye Shaoheng's embarrassed and flustered expression.

Ye Yuansong and Jiang Wen are both familiar with psychology, so they can see that Ye Shaoheng's reaction is absolutely genuine.

“It’s us who are truly unwilling to accept reality,” Ye Yuansong sighed softly.

Jiang Wen stopped talking.

He was indeed a little reluctant to accept these absurd things. His life was great now, and thinking about the apocalypse that Shi Yin had mentioned, he would rather have thought that today was just a dream.

“When Shaoheng called us, besides his impulsive nature, I guessed that the girl might know some kind of hypnotic control techniques,” Ye Yuansong continued. “Looking into her eyes, I could feel an involuntary identification.”

Jiang Wen was startled. He knew Ye Yuansong all too well. How could Shi Yin have influenced Ye Yuansong?

"A storm is coming. As the people's bulwark, we should accept reality as quickly as possible. Otherwise, if we fall behind, countless people will suffer terribly..."

Jiang Wen fell silent, watching Ye Yuansong lower his head.

At this point, all three compromised.

"Oh my god, that scared me to death." Only after leaving the house did Ye Shaoheng pat his chest and say, "I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. I thought I was going to be dead when I got back today."

"I thought you were just trying to fool me. After I agreed, I felt like I was crazy. But it really is true!" Ye Shaoheng walked ahead happily, skipping along, and looked genuinely happy.

Shi Yin walked behind without saying a word. The sunlight cast a long shadow of Ye Shaoheng, and Shi Yin stepped on it step by step without making a ripple.

"By the way, Shi Yin, what did you say you are? Reborn or time traveler?" Ye Shaoheng turned around as if he remembered something. "You said I'm very powerful, so does that mean I'll live to the end with you?"

Shi Yin looked up and felt the other person's gaze. She lazily raised her eyes, and from this angle, Ye Shaoheng could see the sunlight casting golden rays on Shi Yin's long eyelashes.

Her hands were in the pockets of her trench coat, her back straight, which involuntarily reminded Ye Shaoheng of his superior who came to inspect when he was still in the army.

Indeed, she was tall and slender, neither humble nor arrogant, but Shi Yin had no smile on her face, and her pupils were like cold pools.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Ye Shaoheng seemed to see a fleeting moment of weariness when Shi Yin looked up.

“…Perhaps.” Shi Yin said lazily.

Looking back, from the first time I met Shi Yin, she seemed to have always been this lazy and nonchalant, without any impatience or panic.

To Ye Shaoheng's dismay, this was someone who had come to willingly shoulder his destiny, giving him a real sense that he couldn't see the future of the Yanlong Kingdom.

But that's not entirely accurate.

With my eyes closed, I could almost see the future of the Flame Dragon Kingdom laid out before me...

"What do you mean 'maybe'?! You said I'm very strong, don't you care about my ending?" Ye Shaoheng almost jumped up: "Hiss... wait, is it because you died before me that you don't know my ending?"

Shi Yin: "..."

“Indeed, there were a few times when you were the last one standing.” Shi Yin thought for a moment and then said what she could say: “Compared to others, you were the last one standing.”

"Why do I sound so miserable?" Ye Shaoheng scratched his head.

"It's mainly because of low IQ," Shi Yin added. "Being able to be tricked by different people in different ways is a skill in itself."

"Uh." Ye Shaoheng looked slightly embarrassed.

He had been told countless times since childhood that he was easily trusting of others, but he never really took it to heart.

"Sister Yin, how did I die?" Ye Shaoheng felt the sunlight was no longer warm and jumped to Shi Yin's side: "Can you spoil it for me? I've helped you so much, it's not too much to ask for a spoiler, right?"

"To be honest, sister, from the first moment I saw you, I felt very close to you. We must have been destined to be together in our past lives."

"Look at you, you've already gone this far, you're even prepared to shoulder the fate of the country, so carrying me on your back is nothing, right? Just carry me on your back."

"Slow down, my dear sister. Just tell me, just give me a little hint, okay?"

"Sister! My sister!"

Ye Shaoheng bent down, his big eyes looking just like a dog begging for a bone. If he had a tail, it would probably be wagging like a propeller.

"Just follow me." Shi Yin casually tugged at the collar of her coat, tilted her head, and didn't stop Ye Shaoheng's chatter, but just sighed helplessly.

"Really?" Ye Shaoheng blinked earnestly.

This time, Shi Yin didn't even bother to reply to Ye Shaoheng with a simple "hmm." She just glanced back at the glass on the third floor as she stepped out of the building.

She glanced at him briefly, then naturally looked away and followed Ye Shaoheng into the car.

"Mr. Nan?"

Ye Yuansong and Jiang Wen had moved from the interrogation room to the office. They had just heard that a big shot from City A was coming, so they stopped by to say hello.

"Sorry, I was just spacing out."

His speech was slow and deliberate, his calm and gentle voice was exceptionally soothing and comforting.

What a beautiful, cool, and melodious voice.

Ye Yuansong and Jiang Wen were meeting this person for the first time, and they were both somewhat surprised and uncertain. After all, they had heard that the person who came was a diplomat, and according to their superiors' evaluation of him...

His diplomatic efforts never faltered; although the number of missions was small and none were particularly important, he always managed to complete them perfectly.

He sounds like a strong potential prospect.

However, the man in front of her had long hair that was completely out of place for the image of a diplomat. The soft strands of hair slightly covered his right eye, and his features were exquisitely and clearly defined, as if carved by a knife and axe.

The statue of the goddess of beauty seems to belong in a church, yet it is not overly feminine. At a glance, one can recognize that it is an extremely handsome man, rather than having any ambiguity about his gender.

However, as beautiful as he was, Ye Yuansong did not think that this person's image conformed to the regulations.

Diplomats generally value their appearance and demeanor, and their short hair should be neatly combed, since they represent the image of their country, not a beauty pageant.

"I never expected to meet you two gentlemen here. It's quite a surprise. I was originally planning to visit Mr. Jiang, but I didn't expect to see the Major General here as well."