Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"March 7th is also a good friend of humankind!"

"I get tired of seeing it every day. To put it bluntly, beauty is nothing more than a pink skull."

"???"

"Then Pepe won't turn into a skeleton?"

She will live forever in my heart.

"roll--!!"

Seeing the two start fighting again, Walter glanced at the time and then said:

"That's about enough. Let's go find Tingyun and meet up."

"Tingyun? She's nothing but a pretty skeleton." That's what Yan said while being beaten by March 7th.

"Let's put the skeleton thing aside for now," Walter said in a deep voice.

"After all, I promised Jingyuan that I would track down Kafka, so I should finish the task first."

……

Seeing that the three had finally returned, Tingyun smiled and said:

"Oh, you're here. Are you ready?"

ready?

March 7th squinted, recalling the scene from just now.

Aside from failing to send a message to Danheng, it seems like I haven't prepared anything.

Yan Huan nodded and said solemnly:

"I am mentally prepared."

"So all that was about mental preparation?!"

"Otherwise, what else have we prepared besides this?"

"I've noticed that this always happens before we do something big! And the result is exactly the same as before we started preparing!"

"Mental preparation is also a form of preparation."

Walter automatically ignored the two's noisy voices and asked Tingyun:

"Miss Tingyun, are we heading directly to Huixing Port?"

"Hehe, there's no need to be in such a hurry."

Tingyun smiled and said:

"Huixing Port is under the jurisdiction of the Industrial Construction Department, and the application and permit process took some time. So I inquired about some details along the way. However..."

"But what?"

"But... Mr. Walter, didn't you always call me a stinky woman? Why have you changed your tune?"

"...Please forget those things."

"Oh, well, Mr. Walter is quite the fickle man."

Seeing that Walter's expression gradually darkened, Tingyun stopped talking about it and continued from where she left off:

"Like Liuyun Ferry, the dome of Huixing Port has also stopped turning, and the outposts have been lost. The Cloud Cavalry is busy searching for the location of the star core and has no time to attend to anything else."

aside.

While he was fighting with Yan and snatching a small lion cub, March 7th pulled his hand away, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and asked in confusion:

"Too busy to do anything else? Then why did such a large number of Cloud Riders come to the restaurant to arrest us back then? ...They didn't seem that busy!"

“…Miss March is joking. It was only in the midst of her busy schedule that she managed to find the time. After all, at that time, Xianzhou was quite uneasy about the backgrounds of the three of you.”

"Are you relieved now?"

"Sigh." Tingyun sighed.

"There's nothing we can do if we're worried; the Sichen Palace has already been demolished once."

"Since General Jingyuan has spoken, then this humble woman naturally believes in all of you benefactors. In fact... this humble woman has believed in you from the very beginning!"

"Ok?"

At this moment, Yan, who was being held down by March 7th beneath the lion-shaped creature, turned his head and retorted to Tingyun:

"Bullshit! You were planning to put us in jail from the start. Don't think we've forgotten about that!"

Tingyun pursed her lips, lowered her head with a pitiful expression, and her ears drooped down.

"Well, Brother Yunqi is here, and I also have the identity of a ferry envoy, so naturally I have to handle official business in an official manner."

She pitifully raised her head:

"At that time, I was a thousand times unwilling, but because of my position, I had to speak some unpleasant official language."

Seeing the two men wrestling on the ground about to interrupt again, Walter, enduring his headache, said in a deep voice:

"Miss Tingyun, let's get back to our previous topic. Let's stop paying attention to Yan Huan and Sanyue."

It was only then that Walter finally realized how good Danheng was.

He's calm and obedient, unlike these two.

He tilted his head slightly and glanced at Yan and Sanqi on the ground.

"Huh? Where did they go?!"

“Mr. Walter, they… are heading towards the food stalls.”

"..."

"It's alright, Miss Tingyun. Just tell me the specific information, and we'll have them follow us later."

"okay."

"What did you just say?"

"..."

"..."

Tingyun gave an awkward laugh, blinked, and tentatively said:

"Then...shall we start over?"

"please."

……

“That’s how it is… Mr. Walter, I brought an assistant with me to track down Kafka.”

Tingyun smiled and pointed to the empty ground beside her, explaining:

"It's called Di Ting. I borrowed it from the Bureau of Works of Industry and Commerce to chase fugitives, after I used some connections to do so."

Walter silently lowered his head.

A cold wind blew.

The two fell silent.

"Huh? Where's my Di Ting?!"

"Guess why those two started fighting."

"?"

Chapter 231 Mom, what kind of animal is that!

Snack stall.

Yan held a creature that resembled a small lion and offered it a piece of meat to its mouth.

Yan Huan: "Suckling sounds~!"

"..." Di Ting sniffed it and then turned its head away in disgust.

"Hey, that won't work for you!"

On March 7th, he squatted on the ground, searching around for something.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she quickly reached out and picked up a small pebble, then held it to Di Ting's mouth.

March 7th: "Suckling sounds~!"

Di Ting: "..."

"Friend, aren't you crossing a line?" Yan stroked the creature's fur, looking at March 7th on the ground with disdain.

"What do you mean by 'feeding stones'? Are you looking down on this scumbag?"

On March 7th, he sat on the ground with an air of superiority, and scoffed dismissively:

"If they don't even eat meat, maybe they have pica? Isn't feeding them stones normal?"

"Heh, what a country bumpkin." Yan pulled a bag of Royal Canin dog food from his pocket.

He grabbed a handful from the bag and held it to the mouth of the little creature he was holding close to his chest:

"Sang Biao, suck suck suck suck—!"

Di Ting: "..."

Seeing that he still wouldn't eat, Yan's expression darkened.

After shoving the dog food into his mouth, he chewed it and suddenly cursed:

"Hmph, wild boars can't eat fine chaff!"

Is it possible that this isn't actually a dog?

On March 7th, staring at Di Ting's face, he pondered for a moment and suddenly realized: