Guo Yun: Plays Ye Shunguang, teammate Ye Shiyuan

The midday sun poured down relentlessly, scorching the intersection of Liufen Street and Guangying Square.

Ye Shunguang had been standing there for too long.

From early morning until now, she has stood there motionless, like a wooden stake casually stuck in the roadside.

The morning dew had long since dried, and even the shadow had shrunk from a long, slender line to a clump at the feet.

Her legs had begun to go numb, and a tingling, needle-like sensation came from the soles of her feet—the capillaries protesting this inhuman, static torture.

Somewhat absentmindedly, she slowly released her senses, like an invisible pool of mercury, silently spreading outwards.

A commotion was coming from the convenience store, the volume fluctuating. One voice sounded particularly familiar, carrying a sense of urgency that was being deliberately suppressed. Who could it be?

Ye Shunguang frowned, the name swirling on his tongue, but he couldn't quite recall it.

The hot pot restaurant area is also in turmoil.

One laugh stood out, clear and bright, with a carefree and cheerful quality, piercing through layers of noise barriers and clearly penetrating her senses.

Ye Shunguang felt like his brain was a pot of porridge simmering slowly, with all his thoughts bubbling and bubbling, but he could never get it cooked through.

She was still trying to recall her original purpose for coming here—why was she standing here? When did she get here? And who made her stand here?

She turned her head and glanced at Ye Shiyuan beside her.

Ye Shiyuan did not turn around.

His gaze remained fixed on the two people not far ahead, his pupils reflecting the midday white light, revealing no emotional fluctuations.

He exuded an aura of restraint and control, but that restraint itself was a dangerous signal—like a leopard lurking in the grass, its muscles stretched to the limit, just one reason away from leaping out.

But he still spared a bit of attention for his younger sister behind him.

He didn't turn around, nor did he even shift his gaze. He simply swung his right hand slightly from his side, his palm landing precisely on Ye Shunguang's forearm.

The force was very light, the rhythm very steady—three taps, evenly spaced, like soothing a cat with its fur standing on end.

Ye Shunguang was startled by the sudden touch.

She suddenly jolted awake, as if someone had pulled her ashore from underwater.

Her unfocused pupils suddenly contracted, then slowly dilated, her vision clearing and focusing. She blinked, her eyelashes fluttering and creating a tiny airflow, causing a small bead of sweat to fall from her eyelashes, flashing briefly in the sunlight before disappearing.

She looked around.

It's noon.

The sunlight slammed down from overhead, compressing the shadows of all objects into a small, dark blotch at our feet.

The convenience store's awning, softened by the sun, drooped a little over the edges, swaying lazily in the breeze. In the distance, the glass curtain walls of buildings reflected blinding white light; looking at them for too long felt like a thousand needles were pricking your eyes.

Ye Shunguang blinked again, his eyes finally becoming completely clear.

Then she saw the two people in front of her clearly—two faces she absolutely could not mistake.

"Brother! I know that person!" Ye Shunguang's voice came without warning, like a firecracker that was suddenly detonated, exploding in the quiet crossroads.

The volume was so loud and the sound so sudden that even Ye Shiyuan, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but turn his head slightly.

Meanwhile, the two people further away, who had been facing each other since dawn and maintained a subtle and tense distance, also had their frozen state broken by this voice.

"What?" Ye Shiyuan finally looked at Ye Shunguang with a bit of a daze. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and two shallow vertical lines squeezed out between his brows.

Ye Shunguang ignored her brother's expression. She raised her hand, her index finger pointing straight at the person on her left...

"That's Hoshimi Miyabi on the left!" Ye Shunguang shouted, his voice filled with unwavering certainty. "She won't be in trouble because of that power you mentioned, trust me!"

Her voice echoed around the empty intersection before she belatedly realized what she had shouted.

"...It's all a misunderstanding...come closer!"

This statement was addressed to everyone. As soon as it was said, the tense, volatile atmosphere between the few people who had been facing off deflated like a balloon punctured by a needle.

Dragon Kingdom Live Stream Room.

"666, it's finally over. These three people have been standing there all morning. I was so bored."

"Actually, I think it's alright. I can even see several beautiful girls bickering around there."

"So you're all only paying attention to the background now, huh?"

"I have to say, this place is huge, and it's full of handsome men and beautiful women!"

"You may not have noticed, but I just saw what looked like Caesar here too."

"?! Caesar?? That boss of the outer ring?"

"Yes, yes, right when they first started their standoff, I locked onto Ding Zhen at a glance. I can guarantee it, that big guy is definitely Caesar."

"Hey buddy, where did you lock it? The padlock, right?"

"This head is not that head..."

"You guys are unbeatable!"

In the Dragon Kingdom studio, Bingbing, who had been holding her breath, finally relaxed and spoke to the camera.

"Comrade Ye Shunguang and the newly promoted... Comrade Ye Shiyuan and his sister have finally cleared up the misunderstanding with those two powerful figures. That's wonderful."

Professor Li Jianming nodded: "If a fight had broken out just now, it would have been really troublesome. Fortunately, a fight didn't happen."

"Bingbing finally managed to say a complete sentence... Everything that happened before happened too fast, there wasn't enough time to explain the current action in detail."

"The main problem is that the monsters and crises here are endless. Even after defeating the current wave of monsters, it's hard to seize an opportunity, which is very encouraging."

"So, where's Zhao Weiguo?"

"I heard that he was urgently conscripted to guard the border because of the situation in the United States, so the replacement was made last night. Now there is only Bingbing and Professor Li Jianming."

"I'd love to see General Zhao's unexpectedly powerful expression upon seeing Ye Shunguang again. Anyway, I wish General Zhao a safe and peaceful journey!"

Best wishes!

"+1"

The lively chatter was only felt in the minds of Ye Shiyuan and Ye Shunguang.

Ye Shiyuan subconsciously turned off Do Not Disturb mode after being reminded by his sister, which caused a flood of comments to appear on the screen, indirectly reminding him once again that the two people opposite him were not bad people.

At that moment, Hoshimi Miyabi was the first to move.

She withdrew her hand from the hilt of the sword, finally releasing the tension that had been building up as if she were ready to draw it at any moment.

She turned around and walked towards Ye Shunguang at a leisurely pace. Each step was almost perfectly synchronized, as if measured with a ruler, and the sound of her boots hitting the ground was even and rhythmic.

Yi Xuan also moved.

Her movements were gentler than Hoshimi Miyabi's, more like ripples on a lake when a breeze blows across it, natural and fluid.

Her gaze passed over Ye Shiyuan's shoulder, landing on Ye Shunguang's face. She scrutinized him carefully for a moment, and then—

An extremely rare, almost embarrassed expression appeared on that usually aloof face.

As the two people withdrew from the center of the intersection, the once deserted crossroads, which had become quiet due to the confrontation between three Void Hunter-level experts, seemed to have been switched on and instantly came back to life.

The first vehicle came from the west, a gray-green freight truck. The driver had obviously been waiting at some intersection for a long time and was seething with anger.

He slammed on the gas, the engine roared, and the wheels rolled over the softened asphalt, kicking up a small cloud of gray dust as they sped past the center of the intersection.

Then came the second, the third... electric bikes, bicycles, police cars, and so on, all of which seemed to be flowing water that had been blocked by a sluice gate, suddenly bursting open and instantly filling the entire intersection and the entrance to the police station.

The roar of traffic, the chatter of pedestrians, the music emanating from shops—all the temporarily suppressed everyday sounds were released in an instant, converging into a clamorous torrent that washed away the lingering echoes of the silent confrontation just moments before.

Yi Xuan approached.

She stopped three feet in front of Ye Shunguang, her gaze carefully sweeping over the brother and sister.

From the sharply tailored dark gray coat draped over Ye Shiyuan's shoulders to the red dress worn by Ye Shunguang...

"...So it was Xiaoguang and Shiyuan."

Yi Xuan's voice was very soft, like a sigh that came from deep in her throat.

"You two look completely different in your new clothes. I didn't even recognize you at first. Really..."

She didn't finish her sentence. But the expression on her cool face said it all—a genuine, heartfelt sense of shame.

If a master stands face-to-face with his apprentice for an entire morning and doesn't recognize him, he'll probably be laughed at for the rest of his life.

Yi Xuan's ears turned slightly red, though it was fleeting, Ye Shunguang still managed to catch it keenly under the midday sun.

Hoshimi Masaya walked closer.

She didn't show the same outward emotional fluctuations as Yi Xuan—of course, the word "outward" isn't really appropriate to describe Yi Xuan, but it's just relative.

She simply stood quietly to the side, her gaze sliding from Ye Shunguang's face to Ye Shiyuan's face, and then back again. Those eyes, which were usually sharp as knives, now had all their edge concealed, becoming calm and gentle, like two bottomless pools of water.

"...It seems my cultivation is going to be forced to end."

Hoshimi Miyabi's voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself. There was a hint of regret and resentment in her tone, but more than that, there was a faint calm acceptance of reality.

Just then—

"Section Chief?!"

A voice came from behind Hoshimi Miyabi.

The sound was so powerful and loud that it could only be described as "suddenly hitting you in the face".

Several people were startled at the same time.

Ye Shunguang instinctively shrank half a step behind Ye Shiyuan. Ye Shiyuan slightly turned his body to the side, subtly shielding his sister behind him, while his right hand silently slid down to his waist.

Yi Xuan didn't react much; she had noticed the person who had been watching Xing Jianya from behind since the beginning.

Hoshimi Miyabi's body stiffened for a moment.

That stiffness wasn't the vigilance one displays when facing an enemy, but rather a more subtle stiffness tinged with a hint of apprehension.

It's like a child sneaking out to play, only to bump into their parents who should be home at the alley entrance.

Her shoulders shrugged slightly, then she forced herself to relax. The transition happened very quickly, but everyone present noticed it.

Tsukishiro Ryu's figure strode quickly from behind Hoshimi Miyabi.

Her face wore an extremely complex expression—anger, anxiety, relief, gritted teeth, and, at the bottom of these emotions, a faint hint of embarrassment at having just yelled out.

Because the instant she called out "Section Chief," she had already seen the people standing opposite Hoshimi Miya—Ye Shunguang, Ye Shiyuan, and Yi Xuan.

She didn't recognize Ye Shiyuan and Ye Shunguang, and when her blindness improved just now, she saw Ya Dong and immediately went over to him, so she didn't see the two of them right away.

In that instant, Yuecheng Liu's expression underwent an extremely complex transformation. Coupled with the traces of the sun on the ground, it seemed to be noon, long past the time for the performance review meeting, which made Liu feel even more conflicted.

"Um...Liu, I can explain."

Hoshimi Miyabi spoke. Her voice was calm, even carrying a rare, almost ingratiating gentleness.

But her eyes betrayed her; they were darting around rapidly, as if she were searching through her mind at the speed of light for every possible, reasonable reason that could appease Yue Chengliu.

But Yuecheng Liu clearly didn't give her that chance.

"You...go...back...to...the...obedient...home!"

Yuecheng Liu's voice was very complex. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, carrying the explosive force of emotions that had been suppressed for too long finally finding an outlet.

"Gurgle..." Hoshimi Miyabi made an extremely faint, almost inaudible sound. It sounded like a small animal being grabbed by the scruff of its neck.

……

At this moment, the smile on Ye Shunguang's face seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible force, impossible to suppress no matter what. That slightly upturned corner of his mouth was harder to suppress than a 16x AK, impossible to hold back no matter what he did.

Before transmigrating, Ye Shunguang, a semi-practice reader of the story, had read a lot of fanfiction... serious, unserious, erotic, erotic, and those with a sublime theme, he had read them all to varying degrees.

Therefore, Liu Ya became her second favorite couple in fanfiction.

And now, the two are right in front of us, so openly displaying a "who's the top and who's the bottom" attitude, how can anyone not be moved and pay attention?

Who was the first person you asked to kowtow to? — Look at the author's name!

However, since this was not a suitable occasion for laughing out loud, Ye Shunguang had no choice but to desperately press his hands against the corners of his mouth, trying to suppress the uncontrollable laughter.

His gaze detached from the two people, wandering aimlessly around him, trying to force himself to look away so he could catch his breath.

But then, in that fleeting glance, they suddenly noticed a faint glimmer of light in the distance...

...?