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Chapter 91 The Golden Envoy Appears Again [Reward from Dao Realm Kun Alliance Leader]

Although they didn't get to experience what possession is like, they even lost ten million won.

But Choi Si-an was already very satisfied.

For him right now, ability is the most important thing. As for money, as long as he's alive, everything else can be discussed later.

So the next day.

He deliberately wandered around places like Myeongdong where desires were more intense, occasionally scanning his surroundings with his vertical pupils, hoping to randomly find an unlucky person to practice on.

Unfortunately, whether they sensed his presence and hid beforehand, or whether the place had been cleaned up beforehand, I didn't run into a single unlucky person after wandering around all afternoon.

Have all the evil spirits in the northern part of the city run away?

Cui Shi'an had a question in his mind.

He had reached the end of the street, with Seongin-dong just ahead. He stood at the street corner, hesitating whether to go over.

After all, that area already falls within the Zhonglu District.

Hera said that although the other party would not take him now, newly promoted ghosts or monsters are always a hot commodity for making extra money in the eyes of any messenger of hell.

But ask yourself honestly, for a prisoner incarcerated, who can resist the temptation of freedom?

He hasn't left the North City District for three months!

As dusk fell, Jongno district was bathed in a golden glow from the setting sun. To Choi Si-an, the breathtaking sunset seemed like a stunningly beautiful woman beckoning to him.

Come on over, sir! Come and have some fun!

He's here, Grandpa's coming right away!

Cui Shi'an made a decisive move, taking one leg out while simultaneously and quietly grasping the silent knife in his palm!

The expected warning did not appear, nor did a man in a top hat and suit stand in his way.

The surrounding pedestrians continued to throng, seemingly oblivious to his overstepping of boundaries.

However, Zhonglu District is not small, so it's normal that the other party didn't notice him for a while.

With that thought in mind, Cui Shi'an felt at ease and began to stroll around.

He even had the leisure to take a few pictures of road signs with his phone and send them to Liu Zhimin.

Upon seeing the message, she immediately called, her voice brimming with excitement: "You can come out now??"

"Yes~" Hearing the almost overflowing joy on the other end of the phone, Cui Shi'an suddenly felt that all the anxiety and adventure when crossing that boundary became incredibly worthwhile at this moment.

It turns out that the most satisfying thing is when you share a little bit of light, and the other person returns a whole sky full of dazzling stars to you.

"What about the other districts? Have you been there? Can you go there too?" Liu Zhimin asked impatiently.

"Haha, why do I feel like you're more anxious than I am?" Cui Shi'an couldn't help but tease, but his tone carried a softness he himself didn't realize.

Without hesitation, she replied, "That way I'll have more options when I'm looking at apartments!"

As soon as she said it, she seemed to realize the heavy implications of her words and hurriedly added with a hint of embarrassment, "I... I mean, the good neighborhoods in the North District are too expensive—most of them are large mansions with courtyards owned by wealthy families—there aren't many choices, you... you don't misunderstand me!"

Cui Shi'an's smile deepened: "I—I didn't say anything! Why are you so nervous?"

"Who, who's nervous?!" came her raised voice from the other end of the phone, trying to hide her nervousness. "I'm not nervous at all! You're just overthinking it!"

"Okay, okay, I was overthinking it." Cui Shi'an readily agreed with her, but the smile in his eyes didn't diminish.

He then changed the subject: "By the way, which district is your dorm in again?"

"East District, huh? What for?" Liu Zhimin's tone still carried a hint of lingering embarrassment and annoyance, but then she became wary again. "You want to come see me?"

"Hmm, we didn't cross the river," Cui Shi'an said with a relieved tone, "Then maybe—next time I can try to walk you back to your dorm."

"Who said I needed you to deliver it!" she said coquettishly, clutching her phone, but there was no real refusal in her voice. Instead, it was like a pond rippling in a gentle breeze, spreading out tiny, bright ripples.

The two chatted idly over the phone.

The evening breeze swept through the streets and alleys of Zhonglu District, carrying the slight chill of early autumn and the unique hustle and bustle of the city.

Cui Shi'an walked slowly, his gaze sweeping over the gradually lighting signs on both sides, her cheerful words in his ears, a long-lost, almost ordinary sense of relaxation enveloping him.

However, just as he turned to walk around a corner, his attention completely focused on the other end of the phone, a cold, familiar voice, devoid of any emotion, abruptly pierced the twilight air and entered his eardrums: "The others who were missed?"

Choi Si-an's muscles tensed instantly!

He suddenly turned to the side and looked in the direction of the sound.

They found themselves unknowingly walking into the Pear Blossom Cave area.

Not far ahead, on the roof of a cafe converted from a traditional Korean house, a tall, slender figure dressed in a black suit and wearing a top hat stood quietly on the upturned eaves.

In the shadow beneath the brim of the hat, two inorganic gazes were coldly fixed on him.

It's the Golden Messenger!

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

On the other end of the phone, Liu Zhimin seemed to sense something was wrong: "Why are you suddenly not talking?"

Cui Shi'an stared at the figure on the rooftop, slowly bringing the phone to his ear, his voice extremely low but trying his best to remain calm: "It's nothing, something suddenly came up, I'll call you back later."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Liu Zhimin's response.

At the same time, he made a clenching motion in the air with his right hand, and the blade that could move at his will quietly fell into his palm.

When he looked up again, a dark glint of gold shimmered in his eyes as he met the downward gaze directly: "Excuse me, what did you just call me?"

The shadow beneath the golden envoy's hat seemed to shift slightly, as if sensing the chilling aura emanating from him, and its expression subtly changed: "—A ghost?"

Cui Shi'an didn't answer, but simply raised his free left hand and beckoned to the other person with his finger, his tone calm but provocative: "Come down, and I'll tell you."

The golden envoy's eyes turned utterly cold as he gracefully descended from the rooftop, his posture still exuding an air of superior arrogance: "Even if you are a demon who has received an official title—"

Before he could finish speaking!

Cui Shi'an had already moved.

Without warning or a word, just as the other's toes were about to touch the ground, he lunged forward like a cheetah that had been poised for a long time, the ground beneath his feet making a soft "crack" sound, and his whole body turned into a blurry afterimage as he pounced!

Where his right hand made a grasping motion, the air emitted a low, humming sound as if it were being brutally torn apart. An invisible blade ripped through the twilight, carrying an unstoppable and resolute killing intent, and slashed fiercely down toward the head of the Golden Envoy!

"You—!" The golden envoy's pupils shrank sharply, and his arrogant expression was instantly replaced by shock and anger.

He never expected that the other party would dare to take the initiative and be so decisive and ruthless!

In the rush, he didn't have time to use any magic, so he could only rely on instinct to lean his body backward, while a black mist flew out from his sleeve in an attempt to block.

Swish! ! !

Before the blade even arrived, the incomparably sharp energy had already pressed down!

The black mist was easily torn apart like thin paper.

Although the Golden Messenger narrowly avoided the head-on slash, the dissipated sharp shockwave could not be completely dissipated. Like an invisible heavy hammer, it slammed hard into the glass signboard of the coffee shop behind him!

"Clang—!!!"

A tremendous cracking sound exploded!

The meticulously designed neon signs and glass decorations instantly shattered into countless fragments, crashing to the ground like a torrential downpour.

Several terrified screams suddenly erupted from inside the café, causing chaos among customers and staff!

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