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My name is Yin Zheng'an, and I cannot stand to see anyone cry, especially my Sister. Even when I encounter Zombies or Drowned Ghosts, I have never shown fear; at most, I would mutter "What the hell" and then draw my sword to fight.
But I am truly afraid of seeing my Sister cry, whether it's Lin Miaomiao, Wang Ni, or even Meng Jiangnu. The moment they show a look of grievance or fear that they might cry, my scalp tingles. I would rather be overwhelmed by the aura of Jin than witness my Sister's helplessness as she cries in front of me.
Because of this, I find myself in a very passive situation now.
I am holding a Sister in my arms—not so much holding her as protecting her with my hands, because I am too afraid to actually touch her.
The Sister in my arms is tearful, her body trembling slightly as she sobs intermittently.
Here’s what happened: that Black Suit just now seemed to have taken a liking to this Sister. But how could that be? That Black Suit was just too distinctive. Have you ever seen Slam Dunk? You know the Gorilla Captain in it? He isn't ugly; on the contrary, his muscles give him a more masculine appearance. Unfortunately, while that Black Suit had a face resembling the Gorilla Captain's, he lacked the height and robust build to match, making him appear particularly sleazy.
Forget about that Sister; even I felt like crying when I saw that guy!
So when that guy approached the shy Sister behind me, she immediately grabbed my shirt and refused to let go. If I were to push her away, would I still be considered human?
Alright, alright, I admit all of the above are excuses. However, I really can't bring myself to do it, so I simply reached out and pulled the shy Sister into my embrace. The Black Suit, who was lunging at me like a hungry wolf, was quite perceptive; upon seeing that the only white flower had already been claimed by me, he could only settle for second best.
The Sister who had previously flirted with me also noticed that face resembling the Gorilla Captain's. With a sorrowful smile, she shot me a resentful glance and then pretended to be coy while pulling the Black Suit aside.
This is professional ethics! Wait, is this really the right time for that? What about the one in my arms?
I consider myself not to be a virtuous person, but taking advantage of someone in distress is something I cannot do. The main reason is that while I may not have strict rules like those practicing martial arts, given my tendency to lose all my powers over something as trivial as eating meat, if I were to break my practice now, wouldn't that be a huge loss for me?
Looking around, I spotted what seemed to be a storage room nearby. I pushed open the door and walked inside.
The storage room was dark; I reached out and turned on the light with a snap. The scene before me startled me.
It turned out there were already people inside—two Sisters. They looked like they had just finished some work; their outfits were disheveled and they appeared quite messy. The two Sisters stood side by side, each holding a half-burned cigarette between their lips.
Seeing someone enter, both Sisters appeared flustered and quickly stood up from the floor. One of them struggled to maintain her balance in high heels; if it weren't for the other one supporting her, she might have fallen.
"Um, we didn't mean to," one of the Sisters explained somewhat calmly. "We were just really tired, but smoking isn't allowed in the changing room."
"Alright, alright." I waved my hand impatiently and said, "Let's hurry up."
I still didn't know what to do with the situation in front of me when two more Sisters came in. It seemed they misunderstood something as well, leaving behind a series of meaningful laughs before walking out of the storage room.
Watching the two Sisters walk away, I finally had time to release the shy Sister in my arms. Her face was so red it looked like it could bleed. Well, she must have misunderstood something too, right? But are all the people here like this? It's as if seeing a woman is no different from seeing anything else.
"Hey, what's your name?" I asked first.
"I-I’m Tang Tang," the Sister replied, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"I mean your real name, not a stage name."
Zhu Zhu, Tang Tang—do these kinds of repetitive names really have a future? Just look at those predecessors from ancient times; they were similar too. For example, Li Shishi and Chen Yuanyuan—didn't both of them end up with emperors? If it weren't for Su Ying dying young at nineteen, who knows what opportunities might have come later?
"This is my real name; my surname is Xia, Xia Tangtang," the Sister hurriedly defended herself.
"With your personality, how did you end up here? This isn't exactly a good way to make money." I wasn't discriminating against her profession; every line of work has its own way of life. If I were to put my profession out in the open, there would be superstitious people who might regard me as some kind of sage. But more people would just see me as a fraud, and some might even report me for promoting feudal superstition.
But girl, with your personality, I estimate you'll receive quite a few complaints. You're lucky to have met me; otherwise, you'd just be waiting to work for free.
"My mom is sick; I need money," the Sister revealed her hardship.
I knew it. If you weren't short on cash, you definitely wouldn't be here. But this isn't a good place; lambs like you can easily be devoured!
"Is this your first time?" I asked curiously while moving toward the door. If someone caught us now, it wouldn't matter who it was—I wouldn't be able to explain myself.
"Yes," the Sister's voice became even softer. Thankfully, my hearing was still decent; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to catch that.
"So it really is your first time. Don't you Sisters have any other quicker ways to make money? Even if your mom gets better, she won't be happy about this." I earnestly advised her. Deep down, I knew that unless someone was pushed to a dead end, no one would want to do this kind of work.
As I spoke, I peeked out of the storage room to check around. This should be a pretty secluded corner with no one around. However, unlike the lower floors, there were guards not only at the stairway but also on the stairs themselves. Damn it! I underestimated the situation; I only thought there would be a few more Sisters around.
Closing the door, my mind quickly began formulating a plan. I wondered how many Black Suits were on the stairs. If there was only one, it would be easy to knock him out or trick him. But if there were too many people, I'd have to try to blend in and avoid drawing attention; otherwise, it would easily alert them.
I am not really sure how Shaoming's disappearance is related to 'Drunken Hero', or to what extent they are connected.
So, if I were to act rashly, I would still have some reservations. However, this is the only lead I have left, so I can only continue to investigate. Who knows if I might catch a big fish in the end?
I sighed, thinking that someone even called me Master. Yet, I couldn't handle such a small matter and ended up causing trouble for others.
I turned around, intending to ask the Sister named Tang Tang if she knew anything about the situation on the fifth floor.
"Wait! Miss, what are you doing?" To my surprise, as soon as I turned around, I was startled by a 'surprise' that left me speechless.
The Sister named Tang Tang had already taken off her clothes.
Sister, calm down! What are you doing? Can you please put your clothes back on? I'm going to faint!
She must have misunderstood something; I didn't even know what to say about this 'Drunken Hero'. Was it a lifestyle issue? Or was the employee Welfare just too good?
"Smack!" I slapped my forehead hard, forcing myself to calm down. Then I took off my Black Suit, fearing that the Sister would continue to misunderstand. I quickly threw the Black Suit over her.
"Cover up! What are you doing?" I said with a flushed face.
The Sister seemed to sense that something was off with my emotions and used the Black Suit to cover herself.
"Just to clarify, I'm an undercover agent, not from here." The Heavenly Bureau of Human Affairs could be considered a police station, right? And since I wasn't in uniform, it made sense for me to be an undercover agent. So there was nothing wrong with that!
"Put your clothes back on, and we can continue our conversation. Also, I hope you can cooperate with our work." Finding an excuse, I covered my nose and hurriedly ran outside.
Oh my! I'm still a baby! Why do I have to go through this? I'm going to learn bad things! Following my master, I can't learn anything good.
Not far away was a restroom. I quickly ran there and splashed cold water on my face to calm my racing heart.
I almost lost control! But there's no way I'd throw away such an opportunity that was right in front of me. People like that should remain single for life!
Alright, this Extraordinary Mortal, why bother with romance?
This sentence sounds a bit pretentious, doesn't it? But it can be understood in another way!
That is, if you can't eat grapes, you disdain them and still complain that they're sour.
The cool water finally brought me back to my senses. What am I doing? Shaoming is still unaccounted for! Do I have time to eat grapes? Ugh! Do I have time to dawdle?
Returning to the storage room, the Sister inside had already put on her clothes: "You're called Tang Tang, right?"
Since that Sister learned that I might be a police officer, she seemed even more flustered. Of course, I have no authority to arrest any mortals unless they are Evil Cultivators.
Perhaps this Sister is truly inexperienced; she actually believes what I said and has complete faith in my abilities.
"We will take action soon, so it's best if you tell me everything you know honestly. As for you, I can pretend I've never seen you."
I wasn't lying; I really am going to take action!
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