Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"It's because the lead wire you bought was too long."

Yan Huan, who also sported an afro, pulled out an identical explosive pack from his pocket, his eyes darting around.

"Watch this one, it'll explode really fast!"

As he spoke, he lit the fuse with a lighter and then quickly made a throwing motion.

'boom--! ! ’

Amidst billowing smoke, another deafening explosion echoed from inside the observation car.

In the smoke, March 7th rubbed his blackened cheeks, then flew into a rage, grabbed a sofa leg that had been blown off the ground, and hurled it at Yan Huan.

"Are you fucking crazy?!"

"Knowing the fuse is short, why are you still lighting it here? Couldn't you have gone to the doorway to light it?!"

"I got too excited and forgot."

Yan, who had just exhaled a puff of black smoke, scratched his head and pulled out another explosive charge with a long fuse from his pocket.

"Then we should make this distance longer."

"Let's do it again, blow him up with the bomb."

Yan Huan quickly took out a lighter and lit the fuse.

"Who will be blown up?" Suddenly, a beautiful figure got into the car.

Seeing the mess inside the observation car, Himeko's face immediately darkened.

"I've only been gone a few days, are you guys going to dismantle the train?"

"what?"

In a panic, Yan Huan's hands trembled, and she threw the explosive pack into March 7's arms.

March 7: "???"

"Go to hell!!"

The man who had been blown up suddenly rushed towards Yan Huan, grabbed the explosive pack, pried open Yan Huan's mouth and threw it in, then quickly pressed his mouth shut again amidst Yan Huan's sobs.

'Bang--!!'

With a muffled thud, two thick plumes of black smoke billowed out from Yan Huan's left and right ears.

"..."

……

Half an hour later.

Himeko sat on the tattered sofa, scrutinizing the two war criminals kneeling on the ground.

"Ultimately, what does it matter to you two whether Danheng goes out or not?"

Himeko narrowed her eyes.

"If you guys really have a lot of free time..."

"No, I'm not free!"

March 7th quickly displayed her phone screen, showing:

"I'm participating in the Starry Sky Martial Arts Ceremony, Sister Himeko, but I have important business to attend to!"

Himeko nodded, then glanced at Yan Huan.

Yan Huan quickly handed over her phone.

"I am a judge, mentor, and coach of the Starry Sky Martial Arts Ceremony, and I also have important things to do!"

"?"

So many positions?

Himeko's eyes widened, then she became even angrier.

"Then why are you here?"

"It's all her fault!" Yan Huan shifted her knees to keep her distance from March 7th, and said seriously:

"I'm going to expose them! Comrade March 7th passed the qualifying rounds and wanted to brag to Danheng, but was rejected! So he held a grudge and wanted to blow up Comrade Danheng!!"

"I just said I wanted to blow his door open, okay?!"

On March 7th, he wiped the dust off his face.

"And you even excitedly danced a bit of old-fashioned disco, giving my plan your whole heart and soul!!"

"Enough!" Himeko rubbed her temples, grabbed two sofa legs from the floor, and hurled them at the two of them.

The two quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the impact of the sofa leg.

Seeing this, Himeko frowned even more deeply, stood up, and kicked each of them to the ground.

"In short, restore this place to its original state immediately!"

"I'm just here to pick something up. If the observation car is still like this before I come back, you two will have to pay for the next car wash!"

'Bang--!!'

After Ji Zi slammed the door and got out of the car, Yan Huan and San Yueqi lay on the ground in a sorry state, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"It's all your fault!" March 7th gritted her teeth.

"What kind of explosive charge caused this mess?"

"It's clearly Danheng's fault!!"

Yan Huan got up, patted the dirt off her body, and was filled with righteous indignation.

"If he hadn't kicked the explosives back and had just let us blow the door open, none of this would have happened, right?"

On March 7th, my brain went blank for two seconds before I suddenly realized what was going on.

"Yes."

"We must make him take responsibility for his mistakes!"

The two men, their clothes torn to shreds and their hair spiky, stormed back to Danheng's gate.

At this moment, Danheng closed the door again.

Yan Huan knocked on the door first, her face dark and gloomy.

"Danheng, please take responsibility for your mistake. We have already taken the blame for you!"

"..." There was no sound coming from the room.

Seeing this, March 7th also knocked on the door, smeared the ash from his face onto his tattered trousers, and looked gloomy.

"Danheng, come out now and we can still forgive you!"

"Otherwise, we'll break off all ties with you!"

After waiting for a long time, there was still no sound coming from inside the room.

March 7th and Yan Huan exchanged a glance, and then each pulled out a bomb.

"If that's the case, then don't blame us...!"

"Holy crap, this is train bullying!!"

A familiar voice suddenly came from deep within the corridor.

The two quickly turned around and were stunned when they saw the masked face.

Immediately... their expressions became even more unfriendly.

"What, you're coming to replace him?!"

"Oh, that's unnecessary!!" The masked man took two steps back and shook his head.

"I'm merely criticizing your shameless behavior! Anyone with eyes can see that what you're doing is absolutely wrong!"

"What's it to you?!" March 7th put one hand on his hip, instantly revealing T0's domineering aura.

"Did you get our permission before getting on the bus? This is trespassing!"

Yan Huan immediately lit the explosive pack in her hand and excitedly threw it at the masked man, yelling, "Die! Hahahaha!!"

"..."

The masked man was speechless. He slowly took two steps back, then jogged forward and kicked the flying explosive charge away.

'Bang--!!'

The explosive charge bounced back and exploded right in front of Danheng's door.

With a loud crash, the door was finally blown down.

After the thick black smoke dissipated, Dan Heng was revealed, sitting in the wooden bathtub with a melancholy expression and a full beard.

"..."

He glanced silently at the doorway, then looked away and picked up the little yellow duck floating on the surface of the bathwater.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch..."

Seemingly feeling agitated, he gradually increased the speed at which he squeezed the little yellow duck, and the little yellow duck chirped more and more frequently.

'Crunch crunch crunch crunch crunch...'

"..."

The masked man fell silent as he gazed at the three ghosts on the train.

"Originally, I wanted to do you a great favor and tell you some extremely important news."

"But this is the kind of attitude you're showing... Heh! Fine, I'm off!"

In an instant, the masked man transformed into countless flying playing cards and vanished.

'Crunch, crunch, crunch...' Danheng squeezed the little yellow duck in the bathtub hard, his eyes becoming even more melancholy.

"..."