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Chapter 92 The Slippery Kid [Reward from Dao Realm Kun Alliance Leader]

The golden envoy staggered and regained his footing.

He glanced down at the hem of his suit jacket, which had been torn open by the aftershock, then looked up at the messy shop entrance.

His face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

He glared at Cui Shi'an, who stood there with his sword sheathed and whose breathing was only slightly disordered, and his voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "Do you want to cause chaos in human society?"

Cui Shi'an shook his slightly numb right wrist, secretly surprised by the power of the full-force strike, but he showed no sign of it, acting as if it were none of his business: "Cleansing memories and quelling chaos, isn't that the job of you Hell Messengers?"

"You—!" the Golden Envoy exclaimed in exasperation.

Cui Shi'an gave him no chance to catch his breath, and charged forward again, slashing with his sword once more!

"Damn it!" The Golden Envoy was both shocked and furious, and was forced to retreat again, his figure rapidly rising to avoid the vicious slap.

He hovered several meters above the ground, his black suit billowing in the evening breeze, his gaze beneath the brim of his hat icy and chilling: "I have no personal grudge against you! Why this sudden attack?"

Cui Shi'an stopped his momentum, looked up at him, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips: "Personal grudge? Last time at Bukhansan, you chased after me all the way!"

Upon hearing this, the envoy coldly replied, "That's my duty! Arresting the others who were missed is simply my job!"

Cui Shi'an remained silent, continuing to swing his sword upwards, hoping to bring him down.

The golden envoy dodged left and right, looking disheveled, but fortunately the sky was vast, so there was no real danger.

The customers who ran out of the coffee shop were a little puzzled to see Choi Si-an constantly waving his fist at the sky.

They couldn't see the messenger of hell, so they thought Cui Shi'an was a fool and even suspected that he was the one who broke the coffee shop's sign.

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When the Golden Envoy realized that he couldn't fly, his posture gradually became more composed, and he moved to a distance that Cui Shi'an couldn't reach. He said jokingly, "Don't waste your energy. You should worry about how to explain yourself when the police come."

Upon hearing this, Cui Shi'an stopped what he was doing. The guy was flying too high, and he really didn't have any good ideas. Unless Liu Zhimin also secretly shot an arrow from here, it would be absolutely impossible to hurt the other party.

But then again, he couldn't hurt the other party, and the other party was equally helpless against him.

The art of manipulating objects was useless against his discerning eye.

Moreover, once someone controls an object, ordinary people will see it. If they take a picture and upload it online, erasing that memory would be a huge undertaking.

As for thunderclouds and lightning, he has even less to worry about, since even more people would see them.

Having figured this out, Cui Shi'an became even more emboldened, pointing at the onlookers and saying calmly, "If you don't come down soon, be careful, there will be more and more people. After all, this whole thing started because of you."

The golden envoy's smile froze: "It's all because of you!"

"I didn't say it wasn't because of me!" Choi Si-an said in a smug tone, "But I'm just a goblin, and you're a public servant. No matter how much Dongdaemun investigates, they can't trace it back to me, right?"

The envoy's expression immediately turned ashen, as if he had swallowed a fly, because Choi Si-an had indeed found his weakness.

According to the rules, no matter what the cause of the incident is, as long as one is a party involved and causes chaos in human society, they will be held accountable. At best, they will be fined; at worst, they will be dismissed and boiled in oil.

Moreover, with so many people here, he couldn't use thunderclouds and lightning to fight Cui Shi'an, which would make erasing his memory afterward even more troublesome.

"—Then you promise not to do it again?" The Golden Envoy suppressed his anger and squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.

"Hmm." Cui Shi'an's pupils returned to normal: "As long as you don't fight back, I won't do anything more."

The golden envoy's eyes flickered, still hovering in mid-air, his vigilance undiminished: "Then you should leave this area first."

Cui Shi'an glanced at the two wandering ghosts hiding behind a telephone pole not far away, craning their necks to watch the commotion. He deliberately raised his voice, shook his head, and sighed, "He's supposed to be a messenger of hell, yet he's so cowardly—fine, I'm leaving."

After being subjected to a barbed and sarcastic remark, the Jin envoy lost his temper and angrily said from behind, "I will report today's events truthfully!"

Cui Shi'an froze, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly!

He figured it out: this envoy was probably the kind of guy who loved to complain to his superiors.

"You're such a tattletale, you must have no friends, right?"

"Ha, glib tongue."

Cui Shi'an ignored him and continued talking to himself, "No wonder he committed suicide. I guess no one comforted you before you died, right?"

The golden envoy nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and even his figure dimmed slightly.

But Cui Shi'an gave him no chance to retaliate, swaggering through the deepening twilight, his figure quickly disappearing at the end of the intricate alleys of Lihuadong.

Only the Golden Messenger remained, hovering alone in front of the shattered coffee shop sign.

Faced with the mess on the ground and the ever-growing crowd, his face flushed red and then turned pale, finally settling into a deathly ashen gloom.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and landed on the ground, snapping his fingers. The expressions of the passersby around him instantly froze.

"Hey everyone! Come on, line up!"

the other side.

Feeling refreshed, Cui Shi'an started chatting on the phone with Liu Zhimin again.

"What just happened? It suddenly hung up, it startled me."

"It's nothing, just a simple fight with a messenger from hell."

"Huh?" Liu Zhimin was startled. "You're not hurt, are you?"

"How could that be?" Cui Shi'an said with a hint of smugness, "I've figured out their Hell Messenger's tactics now, haha~"

Hearing his hearty laughter, Liu Zhimin finally felt relieved: "That's good—where are you now? Have you gone back to school? Or—"

"Since we've finally gotten out of the house, we should definitely take a good look around." Cui Shi'an put one hand in his pocket, casually scanning the crowd on the street, and tentatively said, "How about we go to your East District?"

"Huh?" Liu Zhimin's voice paused, seemingly surprised, yet also carrying a mix of emotions. "You—you're coming this way?"

Thinking she was inconvenient, Cui Shi'an quickly changed his tune, "Uh, I was just saying. I'm a little hungry, so let's find somewhere to eat something and go back to school."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, with only the faint sound of breathing.

Just when Cui Shi'an thought the signal was bad, her voice came again: "Then how about you come to my dorm building? I—I'll go eat with you."

A slight unease stirred within Cui Shi'an, but he spoke out of concern for her: "Kenchana, it's so late, it must be very inconvenient for you to come out, what if someone recognizes you—"

"Oh—" Liu Zhimin was a little disappointed, but the next second, a new idea seemed to come to her mind, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated: "Then how about—you just come to my dorm? I'll order takeout? I haven't had dinner yet—"

Choi Si-an was secretly delighted: "Is that alright? Won't it be a burden on your members?"

"It's okay. Didn't you say you wanted to go backstage at the music festival? You might need their cover then, so let's just consider it a chance to get to know each other beforehand."

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