While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

Shen'er's voice came from behind, deep and husky, with his usual languor and teasing: "You're pretty quick on your feet."

Tianyan turned around, the Yaksha mask had been put away, and underneath was not his own face, but the face of 'Ultraman Ace'. He looked at Shen'er, but did not take off the mask.

"Mr. Shen, have you been watching the whole time?"

"More or less."

She tilted her head, a half-smile curving her lips: "I've been watching ever since you stood on the podium reciting that 'By the Mandate of Heaven, the Imperial Edict'."

He paused, then mimicked Tianyan's tone, and said in a sarcastic tone, "'Serving of twelve virgins,' 'Serving of twelve virgins,' tsk, you sure know how to make things up."

Tianyan shrugged: "How can we expect them to ascend obediently without giving them some benefits?"

Shen Er looked down at the still-bleeding corpses on the ground, then looked up at Tian Yan, and the smile on his lips widened even more.

With her arms crossed, she leaned against the podium beside her, tilting her head to look at him: "Is this really okay? Doesn't the vocational college pride itself on being a champion of justice? Is killing someone like this really acceptable?"

He chuckled. "A dozen or so lives. Although they were all cult members, in the eyes of those old men, cult members are just 'ordinary people.' Sorcerers can't attack ordinary people; that's the rule. If you break the rule, you'll have to pay the price."

Tianyan stood amidst the corpses, hands in his pockets, his expression calmer than someone who had just killed a dozen people. He looked at Shen'er, remained silent for a few seconds, and then spoke.

"Mr. Shen'er."

"Um?"

"These people are members of the Panxing Cult."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear, as if he were stating a fact that had been repeatedly verified: "What kind of organization is the Panxing Cult? They use the name of Tianyuan to swindle, extort money, and hire killers. Who is the person they want to kill? A junior high school student."

"When these people were chanting in the church, 'What does it matter if a few people die for the sake of Lord Tengen's purity,' I didn't think they were 'ordinary people.'"

"They're capable of killing, so of course they should be prepared to be killed, and besides..."

Tianyan's lips curved into a smile, a smile brimming with sunshine: "Who has proof that I did it?"

Shen Er raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"

"I used a mask and bone armor, so no one can see my face. The gun I used was bought on the black market; it's unregistered and its origin cannot be traced. Even if the remnants I left behind are discovered, it only proves that I exorcised a cursed spirit."

Tianyan raised a finger and pointed it in the air: "Moreover, the news that Panxing Sect has been targeted with a bounty of 100 million to be wiped out has already spread. Even if someone finds out about this, they will only assume that it was done by some curse master who accepted the bounty, and will not associate it with the students of the college."

"so......"

He spread his hands, his expression as calm as if he were saying the weather was nice: "Nobody knows I did it. There are no witnesses, no evidence, no clues."

The auditorium fell silent.

Shen Er looked at him, a hint of a smile flashing in her lazy eyes.

"I see~"

"but......"

His voice lowered, carrying a meaningful undertone: "You said there were no witnesses..."

He paused, then turned his head to look in the direction he had come from.

"What if I said there's one more?"

Tianyan frowned slightly.

She even gestured with her chin towards the dimly lit passageway she had come from, her voice not loud, but exceptionally clear in the quiet auditorium.

"After watching for so long, it's time to come out and meet them."

The auditorium fell silent for a moment.

Then, from the shadows of the passage came a rustling sound, not of mice, not of the wind, but of fabric rubbing against the wall, the sound of someone moving carefully.

A figure emerged from the shadows.

With her pink, shoulder-length short hair and delicate features, she looked like a young woman who had just happened to be in the wrong place.

She stood at the entrance of the passage, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her skirt, her fingers slightly white, her lips trembling, looking like a frightened little animal.

"I...I was just passing by..."

Her voice trembled, broken and trembling, with a pitiful quiver: "I...I didn't see anything...Please don't kill me..."

She looked up, and two lines of clear tears streamed down her delicate face. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and teardrops clung to her eyelashes, making her look extremely pitiful.

"I was just passing by and wanted to find a place to hide. There's a fight going on outside, and I'm scared..."

As she spoke, she choked up for a moment, then wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. The action was so natural, without a trace of acting.

"I'll leave right now, I'll leave immediately, please let me go..."

After she finished speaking, she carefully took a step toward the door, then stopped, as if afraid that her movement would anger the two terrifying men.

She raised her head, looked at Tianyan with her tearful eyes, then at Shen'er, her lips trembling as if awaiting their judgment.

Tianyan looked at her, and paused for a moment, especially when he saw her forehead.

Then he spoke gently, his voice soft but clear: "Are you a member of the Panxing Cult?"

She shook her head frantically, tears streaming down her face. "No, no! I just... I came... I came to deliver something... I have nothing to do with them..."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

Tears streamed down her cheeks and dripped onto the back of her clenched hands.

Tianyan looked at her; her delicate face was streaked with tears, and she looked weak, helpless, and pitiful.

"Then you can leave. I'm not interested in anyone outside of the Panxing Sect."

The woman paused, as if she hadn't expected it to be so easy. A flicker of disbelief crossed her eyes, but it was quickly overwhelmed by tears. She bowed her head, her voice choked with gratitude, "Thank you... thank you so much... you're such a good person! Good people will always be rewarded!"

She turned around and walked towards the passageway, her steps unsteady, like a frightened person struggling to maintain their balance. Her back looked thin, helpless, and pitiful.

Tianyan stood there, watching her back, his right hand hanging at his side.

Then......

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

Seven gunshots rang out almost in unison in the auditorium, like someone beating a rapid drumbeat. The bullets shot out of the gun barrels, leaving seven almost invisible trails in the air.

Seven bursts of blood erupted from the woman's back, her clothes were torn into seven holes, and blood gushed out from the holes, tracing seven arcs in the air before falling onto the marble floor with a "pattering" sound.

Her mouth opened as if to say something, but before she could utter a word, another figure appeared beside her.

Shen Er's right foot kicked her hard in the face from the side.

The speed of that kick was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, and the force was so great that it created a sonic boom. The moment the sole of the shoe made contact with her cheek, it made a dull sound, like the sound of bones breaking.

Her body flew sideways like a kicked soccer ball, her back smashing through the wall at the end of the corridor, sending rubble and dust flying everywhere.

Her body disappeared into the hole in the wall, then smashed through the next wall, and then the next wall, until she finally stopped after smashing through three walls.

As the dust settled, a crooked human figure was revealed, embedded in the pile of rubble, through the hole in the wall.