Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Upon seeing Yan, the blue-haired man was overjoyed and quickly went forward to greet him.

"Big brother, you've finally arrived! We've been waiting for you for so long, waaaaah!"

Just as Sangbo was about to hug Yan, Yan disappeared.

"???"

While he was searching around, Yan had already stood next to Cocolia.

He saw the chill in Cocolia's eyes, and his heart tightened. He asked nervously:

"Boss, what's going on? Did they steal our vegetables?"

Cocolia frowned:

"Executive, you've come at the perfect time."

Cocolia, holding a long spear, slowly stepped down from the stage. "All the Iron Guards escaped unscathed, except for Bronya."

She walked up to Sambo.

He raised his spear and pressed it hard against Sambo's abdomen!

"So, what do you think we should do with this guy?"

Yan raised an eyebrow and immediately pulled out an AK from his pocket, excitedly saying, "Needless to say, empty the magazine!"

Sambo quickly raised his hands:

"Wait, wait... calm down. What's the harm in killing me? It's not like your little girl will come back that way."

"Where is Bronya now?" Cocolia said coldly. "You asked me to recall the Executor, and I've already given you that face by bringing him back."

Yan's eyes widened. "So I gave it to you as a gift?"

"Now, can you reveal your purpose?" Cocolia's eyes grew even colder.

"Haha, calm down first." Sangbo quickly stepped back, patted his frosted coat, and smiled innocently. "My request is actually very simple. The girl is in my hands now. If you want her to come back alive, trade her to me."

Cocolia frowned:

"Why do you insist on having an executive officer? As far as I know, he doesn't have anything valuable on him, which is not in line with your usual style."

In Cocolia's memory, the most valuable thing Yan had was probably the card she had given him.

"He also has medical skills!"

Sambo spread his hands.

"Of course I, Lao Sangbo, am not the kind of person who would even set a trap for a good brother, am I? I just want to ask him to go to the lower district to treat my client. After all, the medical resources down there are really too scarce, as you know."

Yan sat in Cocolia's office chair, his fingers interlaced on the desk, his brows furrowed.

This guy is trying every possible way to get himself kicked out.

Cocolia turned around and looked at Yan:

"Executive, what do you think?"

Mr. Yan was shocked:

"No, boss, you've already agreed?"

He sat in the chief guardian's seat, his eyes wide: "This guy is cunning and treacherous; we must be careful!"

"Then you can just kill him then," Cocolia said coldly.

These words gave Sangbo goosebumps all over.

"No, is it really that cruel!"

“I believe in the Executive’s abilities; after all, even Garrison Commander Jepard acknowledges him.” Cocolia slowly looked at the Iron Guards.

"You all stand down."

"Yes, Lord Great Guardian."

Those Iron Guards left Kripper Castle dejectedly. They were none other than the squad leaders from the Iron Guard group that Bronya and Yan had led before.

Yan picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, put it back, sat down in the chair, and said righteously:

"Alright, since that's the case, then I'll have no choice but to go into the tiger's den alone!"

Upon seeing that Yan had agreed, Sangbo immediately became excited: "Hahaha, don't worry, big brother, I definitely won't hurt that girl. After you come with me to the lower area, you can have a good look around with her, and then I'll bring you all back up in perfect condition."

Cocolia frowned: "You keep your word."

Sambo readily agreed: "Of course!"

Mr. Yan objected, "No, boss, I need to apply for funding!"

Sangbo exclaimed in shock, "Brother, I haven't even asked for money yet after kidnapping him, how can you be so shameless?"

Cocolia looked at Yan, who was sitting comfortably above her, and frowned, saying, "What do you need money for now? You've already spent all the money I gave you?"

Yan shook his head:

"No, I'm just worried that Bronya might not be having a good time down there. Money makes the world go round."

Sambo couldn't help but applaud: "Brilliant! I kidnapped someone, and you want money? How shameless!"

Cocolia's voice remained indifferent: "The two cabinets under your desk are full of Winter City shields, enough for you to spend down there."

Hear the words.

Yan immediately opened the cabinet and dragged out several cloth bags.

"Wow, it really is! Sambo, come over here and count with me."

"Come on!"

Blue Hair immediately ran to Yan's side and excitedly began counting the number of Winter City Shields.

“No need to order any more, these Winter City shields are enough.” Cocolia carried her spear and slowly walked towards the two of them.

Sambo was so frightened that he immediately backed down.

Yan happily accepted all the Winter City Shields.

Completely unaware, Cocolia's face grew increasingly ashen.

“So, Executive Officer.” Cocolia had somehow appeared next to Yan, her voice growing increasingly cold.

"Huh?" Yan looked up in confusion as he sat in the chair.

"You seem to be sitting quite comfortably."

"Yes, this chair is of really good quality. The boss has excellent taste."

Cocolia nodded slightly, pressed the spear against Yan's face, and whispered, "Get out of here."

"okay."

Mr. Yan immediately gave up his chair.

“And this tea.” Cocolia picked up the teacup and frowned.

How do you think it tastes?

Mr. Yan immediately slapped his thigh and exclaimed repeatedly:

"It's delicious! You have such great taste!"

"Pour out the tea and throw the cup away too," Cocolia said speechlessly. "I'll get a new one."

"..."

After casually spilling the tea out the window, Sangbo below urged:

"Brother, let's set off quickly, it's getting late."

Yan put the teacup into his pocket and frowned:

"Set off? How do we set off? From where do we get to the lower district?"

Sambo smiled slightly:

"Well, this is Old Sambo's personal method, I can't reveal it, brother, you might need to get dizzy for a while."

Yan stood beside Cocolia, looking puzzled.

"A private passage? Is it that complicated?"

He slowly retreated, under the gazes of Cocolia and Sambo.

Raise your hand.

A hazy curtain of light appeared behind us.

at the same time.

On the streets of the lower district.

A beacon glowed faintly.

"I'll go first." Yan waved his hand and stepped into the light curtain.

Sambo was left standing below, dumbfounded.

He grabbed his hair in disbelief.

Speak slowly:

"what?"

……

Chapter 54 Seele, I am irreconcilably opposed to the Great Guardian!

Lower area.

An abandoned street that has been eroded by the rift.

Yan stepped out of the light screen and was stunned by the sight around him.