What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

Zhang Zhidong looked very serious, and his voice wasn't as loud as before.

Although this thing had never been in the pseudo-capital before, he was aware of its infamous reputation as the 'little devil'.

Taking pleasure in oppressing spirits, they recklessly absorb the yang energy from living people, and even go so far as to sneak into the dreams of pitiful people who have experienced funerals, transforming into the appearance of their relatives to deceive them.

With a nasty personality, he enjoys scaring people and spirits, always trying to exploit their weaknesses. He's a mudslide in the spirit world and a troublemaker in the human world.

If Jiuge were to encounter this, I wonder how many lives she would be scared out of her wits.

What's most infuriating is that this thing is also incredibly powerful.

An Chen glanced at Zhang Zhidong, who was still working hard to shine, and then looked with pity at the sneaky guy in the distance. He sighed.

"It stopped doing bad things a month ago and has reformed. Of course, you can beat it a few times now and then so it won't forget its mistakes."

Of course, An Chen wouldn't tell Zhang Zhidong the specific process of how the other party reformed.

"Reformed?"

Zhang Zhidong blinked, and the heat on his body subsided somewhat.

"Yes, to reform."

"How did you do that?"

Zhang Zhidong, who didn't quite understand the current situation, still asked the question.

Although he had a general idea that An Chen was very capable, he still didn't know exactly how capable he was.

"I didn't do anything special, just beat it up a few times and almost accidentally killed it..."

After thinking for a moment, An Chen replied.

"..."

Zhang Zhidong, the energetic young man, also fell silent.

"If you're worried, you can beat him up a few times, just don't cripple him. I still have some use for him."

An Chen coughed lightly and chuckled softly.

"Good! I understand!" Zhang Zhidong recovered his senses, said a few words in a loud voice, and turned to leave.

"There's one more thing."

An Chen called out to Zhang Zhidong.

"what?"

"Visit Jiuge's room when you have time."

"..."

Zhang Zhidong fell silent again.

After a moment, he asked, "...Do you two have this kind of romantic interest?"

It's not that I didn't guess that Jiuge and Anchen had that kind of relationship, but I didn't expect it to have developed to such a bizarre extent.

"...because she spends most of her time in her room and doesn't come out, so the only way to find her is to go directly into her room."

After a pause, An Chen added, "Of course, you have to choose the right time, don't go in during strange periods."

"Hmm! What do you need me to do inside?" Having accepted An Chen's explanation, Zhang Zhidong nodded.

"Tell her that the mysterious person who often makes deals with spirits at night is not a bad person."

An Chen looked somewhat helpless.

He wasn't too worried about the other association members, but Jiu Ge's relationship with him was now far too close.

It's better to be safe than sorry.

It's best to make her give up on that idea as soon as possible.

"Hahaha, but isn't the mysterious person you?"

Zhang Zhidong seemed to have heard something very funny and burst into laughter.

"..."

They've confessed everything.

An Chen gave Zhang Zhidong a disdainful look, then turned and left.

……

The foul-smelling, grimy 'little devil' spirit that emanated from beside the green belt did not leave.

It didn't show itself during the day, for fear of being beaten by that terrible person from before.

Now that it was finally able to come out at night, it could smell the terrifying odor, but it discovered that next to that terrifying person was an equally terrifying spirit emitting golden light.

Other spirits function like air conditioners, but this terrifying spirit can even generate heat.

Huddled in a corner, trembling, the little devil felt like the most miserable spirit in the world.

At the height of his fame, he was brutally beaten up by a random person who suddenly appeared, and almost lost his life.

Before that, it had never heard of such a person.

It stirred up trouble for so long, and even the association didn't do anything about it, but in the end it was defeated by this person...

"Awu, what are you doing here?"

Looking at the dark-colored, wide-eyed young spirit, An Chen, who had gone around to the back, poked it and chuckled at it.

"Awu?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Awu turned around in fright.

In an instant, it met An Chen's smile.

This is so creepy and terrifying.

"Did you come to see me?" An Chen asked softly, trying not to frighten A Wu.

"Why...why do you call me Awu?"

Awu jumped up and floated directly up there.

"Get down." An Chen's expression returned to calm.

Without answering Awu, he pointed to the ground.

Awu floated down, his face ashen, his body even darker than before.

He tugged at his hair in despair and took a deep breath.

I was furious, but I didn't dare to fight back.

"Who am I?" An Chen pointed to himself.

"You...who are you?" Awu's expression was somewhat blank, yet also wary.

It was a little confused about what the person in front of it was thinking.

Clearly, Awu didn't know An Chen's name, but could recognize a portion of the aura An Chen was releasing.

"What am I to you?" An Chen continued to ask.

"?"

Awu stared wide-eyed at An Chen, looking at him with disbelief.

Was it being teased?

Is this person the kind of despicable person who tramples on others, rubs salt into their wounds, and insults them along the way?

"You are mine..."

Unable to speak, Awu choked up.

"?"

An Chen took a step toward it.

"You're the one who beat me half to death."

If Awu were still alive, it would be red-faced and furious by now.

“Very good. Not bad.” An Chen nodded, then shook his head.

"?"

"I am your benefactor."

As he spoke, An Chen chuckled softly again.

Brutal, terrifying, horrifying, horrifying...

Various words swirled in Awu's mind.

They beat it so badly, yet forbade it from continuing its evil deeds, and even gave it such an incomprehensible nickname.

Awu really wants to run away, but it doesn't dare.

He himself was summoned to the pseudo-capital by his "benefactor".

If I run away now, I'm afraid I'll be beaten to a pulp later.

"From now on, call me boss in private, and do things for me as well."

Seeing that Awu didn't react, An Chen wasn't angry.

"If you sense my presence on ordinary days, pretend you don't know me," he instructed.

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This is a blatant threat.

Awu swallowed non-existent saliva and nodded.

"I will tell you what I need you to do next."

Seeing that Awu looked like he was about to wet himself in fear, An Chen tried to soften his tone.