High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

Back in his room, he took off his school uniform and went into the bathroom for a hot shower.

The water flowed over my tired body.

Shen Chang'an stood in front of the mirror by the sink, casually wiped the water vapor off the mirror, and briefly admired his own figure.

Years of high-intensity battles teetering on the edge of life and death have completely shed the frailty of his youth.

It doesn't have the exaggerated muscle mass you see in the gym, but rather a lean and muscular physique.

Every muscle seemed to be cast from molten steel, containing explosive power.

On his fair skin, several faded old scars were faintly visible, adding a touch of menacing aura to his near-perfect body.

After casually wiping the water droplets off his body, Shen Chang'an put on a loose white T-shirt, pushed open the door, and went out.

Just as they stepped into the hallway, the door to the master bedroom opened, and Zhang Qingqing came out wearing a silk nightgown, looking as if she had just woken up.

The two bumped into each other.

Zhang Qingqing's gaze unconsciously fell on Shen Chang'an's body, which was still covered in water droplets.

Her breath hitched, and she quickly averted her gaze, staring at the mural on the wall with a guilty look.

Shen Chang'an didn't even lift his eyelids, completely ignoring her little thoughts, and went straight back to his room.

After drying his hair, Shen Chang'an threw himself heavily onto the bed.

Including the other small cases he's handled these past few days, he hasn't slept much for almost three days.

I fell asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.

......

I slept very soundly.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already past four o'clock on Sunday afternoon.

The weekends for high school seniors are a joke. They get out of school on Saturday afternoons and have to go back to school for evening self-study on Sunday nights. But the good news is that he doesn't have to be stuck in his dorm room every day like those boarding students; commuting is very convenient for him.

Shen Chang'an changed into his original, unaltered school uniform, stretched, and went downstairs.

In the living room, Zhang Qingqing had already tidied up.

Perhaps due to some stimulus, she was unusually restrained today, no longer wearing the shortened school skirt, but instead dutifully changing back into loose blue and white school trousers. Her bare face without makeup, paired with a high ponytail, looked youthful and beautiful; she was at an age where she looked stunning even without makeup.

Li Yue was standing behind the sofa, using a hairdryer to dry her daughter's hair.

Seeing Shen Chang'an come down, Li Yue greeted him with a smile, "Chang'an, you're awake? Go wash your face, it'll be time to eat soon. After you finish eating, I'll drive you back to school."

"Okay, Aunt Li."

Shen Chang'an responded, walked to the dining table, sat down, took out his phone, and opened the Zhenye Division's app.

In the work group, unread messages have been flashing for a whole day.

[Contact Person 07]: "@Shen Chang'an, the Level B emergency has been confirmed and resolved. Mission reward: 1000 contribution points. Bonus: 2000000 yuan, expected to arrive before 8 PM tonight."

Upon seeing this message, a glimmer of light finally appeared in Shen Chang'an's perpetually sleepy eyes.

The two million in cash is just a bonus; the real value is the 1000 contribution points.

It's important to know that the Night Town Division is extremely vigilant against monsters. Most of their missions are between E and C rank, emphasizing prevention and never allowing incidents to escalate.

A fourth-tier monster that jumps directly to B-rank like this is something you might not encounter even once a year. With these 1000 contribution points, plus the 100 points from catching the weasel demon, Shen Chang'an's recently depleted resources have finally been somewhat replenished.

"Dinner's ready!"

Li Yue came out of the kitchen carrying the last soup, interrupting Shen Chang'an's thoughts.

The family of four sat down around the dining table again. As they ate, Zhang Qingqing suddenly slowed down her eating, her gaze shifting suspiciously between her father and Shen Chang'an.

"Did I hear a motorcycle starting up in the underground parking garage last night?"

Zhang Qingqing stared at Shen Chang'an.

"Did you sneak out last night to ride your motorcycle?"

Shen Chang'an shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth, his expression unchanged, and he didn't say a word.

"Dad, Mom! Aren't you going to do anything about him?"

Seeing her parents' calm expressions, Zhang Qingqing became even more unhappy.

"He's a high school senior, riding that noisy motorcycle out at night to fool around. What if something happens to him?"

Zhang Hai coughed and quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "Qingqing, Chang'an is an adult. Maybe a friend needed to see him urgently in the middle of the night. Besides, he's a great driver, don't worry."

"He's an adult, and so am I!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingqing immediately put down her chopsticks, feeling unconvinced.

"I want to ride a motorcycle too! After I finish the college entrance exam, I'll get my driver's license and buy an even cooler one!"

"Nonsense!"

Zhang Hai's face hardened, and he refused without hesitation.

"What kind of girl would ride a motorcycle? It's too dangerous, like being wrapped in metal! If you want a car, wait until after the college entrance exam. No matter how you do, Dad will buy you a sports car, you can choose whichever you like!"

Zhang Qingqing nodded with satisfaction after hearing this.

"It's a promise, no backing out!"

After dinner, Li Yue was responsible for taking the two of them to school.

She didn't drive Zhang Hai's ostentatious Maybach, but instead drove a low-key older Volkswagen Phaeton. For residents of this kind of top-tier affluent neighborhood, this car is usually used for going to the market to buy groceries.

The car came to a smooth stop outside the gate of Qingzhou No.1 Middle School.

As dusk settled, the school gate was filled with weary senior high school students returning to school.

Looking around, the crowd was clearly divided into two groups.

A group of people looked solemn, their brows furrowed with anxiety about the college entrance exam and confusion about the future; some were even memorizing English words while walking.

The other group was the complete opposite. They gathered in small groups, dressed in various designer sneakers or limited-edition jackets, laughing and chatting about which high-end venue they had visited over the weekend and how cool the new gaming peripherals were.

For these young masters and ladies, the college entrance examination is just a formality. After all, an ordinary person might work their butt off to score a little over 600 points, and the money they earn in their entire life after graduating from university might not even be enough for their annual allowance.

"We've arrived. Study hard at school and make sure you get some rest."

Li Yue gave a word of advice from the driver's seat.

"Okay, Mom."

Zhang Qingqing pushed open the car door, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and without even saying hello to Shen Chang'an, quickly merged into the crowd, trying to distance herself from him as soon as possible. She didn't want her classmates to see her walking with this strange man.

Shen Chang'an smiled indifferently, carrying his precious guitar case on his back, and followed slowly behind.

Soon, the distance between the two had increased to more than fifty meters.

He had his hands in his pockets when suddenly, a dark figure darted out from around a corner in a shady greenbelt ahead!

"Wow!!"

An exaggerated, threatening voice exploded in Shen Chang'an's ears.

Shen Chang'an didn't even lift his eyelids, and his steps didn't even pause; he maintained his steady walking pace.

The dark figure froze in place.