The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Su Yang had been hungry for too long, so he wolfed down one bun in a few mouthfuls, choking and slapping his chest. He broke the second bun in half, stuffed one half into his mouth, and handed the other half to Qiu Ge: "You have some too."

Qiu Gu shook his head, took out a box of still warm milk from his pocket, tore open the straw, inserted it, and handed it to him.

"Here."

Su Yang took it and took a big sip. The warm milky aroma slid across his throat. His tone softened a little: "Seriously, where are you going to go in the future? You can't keep hiding like this."

"Follow you."

"Ah?" Su Yang waved his hands quickly, "That won't do! You are now the most wanted criminal of the Sky Eye Society. They are furious and want to peel off your skin and pull out your tendons. It's one thing for me to ignore what happened before, but they lost so many of their brothers, how could they let you go?"

Qiu Ge was silent for a moment, as if thinking seriously. Then he looked up at him and said seriously, "Then I'll go apologize to them."

Su Yang was amused by her naive idea. "You killed so many of their brothers, especially the Eighth Hall Master who died so tragically. You think you can just apologize and let it go? They'll tear you into pieces!"

Qiu Gu's eyes dimmed, and he slowly lowered his head. His lips moved, as if he was mumbling something. The sound was so soft, like a mosquito's hum, that Su Yang couldn't hear it clearly.

"What did you say? Speak louder." He leaned forward. "I didn't hear you."

Qiu Ge leaned close to his ear and repeated word by word, "The Eighth Hall Master I killed was my biological father."

Qiu Gu is the child of the female ghost in red.

More than 30 years ago, a ghost girl in red was cheated of money and sex by a scumbag. She was so depressed while pregnant that she jumped off a building and died. The bones in her belly also disappeared, and she became a ghost fetus.

From the beginning, Qiu Gu followed the red-clothed ghost back and forth. Mother and daughter were connected, and Qiu Gu could clearly sense the red-clothed ghost's heartbreak and despair. Seeing his mother in such pain, Qiu Gu's heart burned with anger, and he hated the man who had harmed them.

This went on for over a decade, until fifteen years ago. There was an old, wandering ghost cultivator, not a good person. He specialized in capturing children's souls, refining them into weapons, and then training them to kill people. He had captured the other ghosts, but the prisoner had gone with him on his own.

She wanted to avenge her mother so much.

The old ghost cultivator's training was too much for a ghost to handle; many of the younger ghosts died in the first round. Prisoner Gu was only able to survive thanks to her inner rage. The old ghost cultivator considered her a good candidate, treating her as his most prized killing tool. He even created a body for her so she could grow up like a human.

The fifteen years she spent cultivating with the old ghost were incredibly hard. His training methods allowed Prisoner's bones to rapidly increase their power, but the suffering was also immense. After fifteen years, Prisoner's bones had become a ghost, neither human nor ghost. But she never forgot her purpose: she kept searching for that scumbag father.

Later, she found out that the scumbag was doing quite well, becoming the eighth hall master of the Tianyan Society. Without hesitation, Qiu Gu killed the old ghost cultivator while he was not paying attention, and then rushed to the red-clothed female ghost.

Unfortunately, she was still a step too late. When she arrived, the red-clothed female ghost had already been sent to reincarnate by Guiju. Qiugu had actually been hoping that her mother would be reincarnated so that she could have a better life in the next life, but he didn't even get to see her for the last time, and he was filled with anger.

He happened to meet Jian Yi who came out alone to buy food, and he angrily knocked her to the ground, then left without looking back.

The wind from the deep alley brought the coolness of the early morning, stirring up a few fallen leaves. Su Yang clutched the half-finished milk carton in his hand, not uttering a single word for a long while.

“…Follow me.”

"Go to the police station?"

"go home."

The gilded sign of the Moonlight Club on the Sea gleamed in the morning light. The waiter at the door saw Su Yang and bowed respectfully to greet him. Su Yang had no intention of socializing and led the prisoners straight inside, through the noisy lobby, and around to the backyard.

The lawn in the backyard was neatly trimmed, and on the tennis court in the middle, Su Xiangzheng and Ming Xi were playing against each other.

"elder brother!"

Su Xiang swung his racket to catch the ball, looked over at him, and said enthusiastically: "Brother, come and play ball!"

"Don't be busy yet, I have something to tell you."

Su Yang pulled Su Xiang aside and summarized what Qiu Ge had just said. At the end, he hurriedly added:

"She's been forced by that old ghost cultivator to learn how to kill people since she was little. She really doesn't know the consequences of killing someone, and she just thinks revenge is enough. Go and talk to Xiao Heidan and help him make a big deal out of a small matter."

After listening to this, Su Xiang looked at Qiu Gu who was standing by the pool. She was squatting there, poking the goldfish swimming in the water with her fingers. She really looked like a child who knew nothing about the world.

"Okay," Su Xiang nodded, his tone straightforward, "I'll take care of it."

He waved to Mingxi and said, "Let's go. Come with me to the Tianyan Club."

"Huh? Oh okay."

Ming Xi cowardly put down the racket, not even daring to say that he wanted to go to the toilet first, and followed Su Xiang out.

-

The matter was resolved quickly and made clear in just a few words.

At noon, Su Xiang and Ming Xi returned from the Tianyan Club, walking side by side. Su Xiang put his arm around Ming Xi's waist affectionately, grinning and telling dirty jokes, which made Ming Xi's cheeks flush red, and she responded incoherently.

Just as he reached the corner of the club's side door, Mingxi suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the shadow of the wall. He stopped instantly and even missed a breath.

"What's wrong?" Su Xiang asked.

Ming Xi quickly averted his gaze, trying to keep a calm expression on his face: "No, it's okay. I remembered I left something at a nearby store. I'll go get it. You go in first."

"Oh, is there anything so important that you have to go there in person? Why not just let your bodyguard go?" Su Xiang said puzzledly.

"Yes, it's my handicraft. You know I'm stupid and I'm afraid others will see and laugh at me. You should go in quickly, otherwise Su Yang will be worried." Ming Xi explained.

Su Xiang didn't think much about it and nodded: "Okay, go quickly and come back quickly, don't wander around for too long."

"Yeah!" Ming Xi nodded vigorously. Watching Su Xiang's back disappear behind the club's gate, he immediately turned around and ran towards the corner.

As soon as I ran to the shadow and stood still, before I could say anything, I was hugged tightly by a strong embrace.

"You're running so fast, are you afraid that I'll run away?" Yin Hen's voice sounded in his ears, with a hint of teasing, but also hiding the longing that could not be concealed.

Mingxi patted him on the back and asked excitedly, "How come you have time to come here?"

"Things in the Demon Realm are almost settled. Master granted me a few days' leave, so I can come back to see you." Yin Hen released his hand and looked Ming Xi up and down, frowning slightly. "Why are you still so thin? Are you tired from school? Or did Su Xiang bully you again?"

Mingxi had a silly smile on his face: "Haha, that's not the case. I'm just built like this. I won't gain weight no matter how much I eat."

He took a half step back, raised his head and looked at Yin Hen carefully, his eyes sparkling with undisguised joy.

"You've changed a lot in the past year." He reached out and patted Yin Hen's shoulder, then gestured to the position of his head to the other's chin, "Look, you seem to be taller. It wasn't so difficult for me to look up at you before."

After saying that, he poked the muscles on Yin Hen's arm again. It was much stronger than he remembered. He was no longer as thin as he was in his youth. There was a sense of steady strength in the lines.

"And he's much stronger too," Mingxi smiled, narrowing his eyes, his tone full of curiosity. "Are the children from your demon world particularly tall? Do the ghost tribe usually move around by walking or floating?..."

Mingxi's questions popped up one after another, the light in his eyes brighter than the sun above his head, and he waited intently for the answer.

Yin Hen was amused by his appearance and reached out to ruffle his hair. "Children from the demon world do grow faster, but not to an outrageous degree. I'm growing normally. As for the ghosts, they usually walk. They only float when they're in a hurry or in a bad mood, swaying like a rootless leaf."

"Swaying?...Hahaha..." Mingxi imagined the scene, hunched over with her hands covering her stomach. "Wouldn't that be like...like a scarecrow blown to and fro by the wind?"

Yin Hen watched him smile, and his own lips curled up as well. After he had finished laughing, he continued, "There's something even more interesting. The trees in the demon world glow at night. It's not a blindingly bright light, but a light blue-green, like crushed stars scattered on the leaves."

Mingxi's eyes widened in disbelief, "Oh my God! Doesn't that mean walking in the woods is like walking in the sky?"

"Well, that's about right. When you're free, I'll take you to see it."

"Okay, okay!" Mingxi nodded immediately, like a puppy that's been given a bone. "Then...are there talking flowers in the demon world? Like in the stories, the kind that can chat with people?"