The white-haired school beauty sighs every day, yet he keeps getting stronger.

Bai Wumai knew his disciple's temperament, and seeing that she didn't respond, he stopped teasing her.

He smiled and said:

"Time is of the essence, so I won't joke with you anymore. Now that you've broken through to the first level, you've entered the threshold."

In a couple of days, I'll send someone to take Xiaoyu to Tianxing City to teach you combat skills and bring you a small gift while I'm at it.

"Huh? Xiaoyu is coming over?"

Huangfu Yue's eyes widened slightly, and her ethereal silver pupils revealed a rare look of joy.

Xiaoyu is not human, but a mechanical beast.

It often accompanied its master and went through many hardships and tribulations, and has now gained sentience.

Not only is he incredibly capable, but he is also very knowledgeable.

In the past, when her master had to leave, he would ask Xiaoyu to come and instruct her.

It's been quite a long time since we last met.

“That’s right, it misses you terribly!” Bai Wumai sighed after saying that. “The old monsters in the abyss have been very restless lately, and I really couldn’t get away, otherwise I wouldn’t have asked Xiaoyu to go for me.”

These people may seem to have a glamorous life, but in reality, they bear a heavy burden.

If the deep rifts in the country and surrounding areas are not properly managed, the monsters and demons inside will surge out like a tidal wave, turning the entire land into a dead zone.

He erected a pillar reaching to the heavens to block the exit of the rift, and alone he intimidated all the demons.

This is the duty of the "pillar".

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Yue composed herself and respectfully replied:

"I understand, Master. Please take care and be sure to stay safe."

"Hmph, that's more like it. I guess I didn't spoil you for nothing. That's settled then, bye!"

Huangfu Yue put away her phone, thought about some recent events, and slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

……

crunch~

The door is pushed open.

Zhao Rouyun, carrying her bag and putting away her keys, walked in first, followed by her husband, Huangfu Ji.

This is a robust middle-aged man with a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes.

His skin, tanned from years of exposure to wind and rain, gave him the initial impression of a man with a strong sense of justice.

He wore a blue stand-up collar shirt on top, black straight-leg suit pants on the bottom, and black leather shoes. He also had a black jacket with the Secret Service logo draped over his left arm.

It's obvious he went straight to dinner with his wife after work, without even having time to change his clothes.

"The lights aren't on. Are Ziyang and Yueyue asleep?"

Huangfu Ji took the slippers Zhao Rouyun handed him, put them on, glanced at them, and casually asked a question.

"Nonsense, don't you even look at the time? Do you think everyone's like you, staying out all night?"

Zhao Rouyun rolled her eyes at him, changed into slippers, and turned to walk towards the living room, still seething with anger.

They didn't even come back to see their two children on such an important day as the awakening of their Soul Cards!

I finally managed to come back today.

She thought this guy had suddenly become more perceptive and knew how to care for his wife and children and be considerate of his family.

I didn't expect that we would end up talking about work!

Recalling the scene at Chunhua Restaurant just now, Zhao Rouyun felt a surge of anger.

Huangfu Ji looked a little embarrassed. After changing his shoes, he quickly went forward to take off her bag and coat and hang them up. Then he quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to the woman.

"Honey, honey, have some water to calm down?"

Zhao Rouyun leaned back on the sofa, hummed, took the item, and then fell silent.

Huangfu Ji then moved behind her, and with great persuasiveness, massaged her shoulders and back, occasionally leaning down to whisper sweet nothings in her ear.

Zhao Rouyun's expression softened, and she took a sip of water.

She sighed and said earnestly:

“I know you’re busy with work, but you should still come back and visit more often when you have time. Ziyang and Yueyue are graduating soon and will be going to university to register soon. Even then, you’ll only be able to see them during winter and summer vacations, and even then, you might not be able to come back!”

"You're acting as both uncle and father, are you really going to just wash your hands of the business and not cultivate any affection at all?"

Ziyang is alright; although he is young, he is mature and sensible.

It will be troublesome every month.

I've been stood up countless times since I was a child, and I've long lacked my father's company.

Girls are naturally sensitive, which has led to her becoming quiet and taciturn and stubborn.

If things continue like this, she's really afraid that one day she'll be the one to pass away first, and Huangfu Ji will be hospitalized, and Huangfu Yue will just pull out his oxygen tube!

When the topic of children came up, Huangfu Ji sighed, his expression turning serious.

The middle-aged man, nearing fifty, scratched his head, plopped down on the sofa opposite his wife, and remained silent for a long time.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and was about to light one when he couldn't find the lighter.

After thinking it over carefully, I realized that it was most likely stolen by my colleague Lao Liu during lunchtime.

So he awkwardly put away his cigarette, his face scrunched up, looking even more distressed.

Zhao Rouyun watched silently, without making a sound to disturb her.

Until Huangfu Ji spoke.

"How is Yueyue doing lately? Which school does she want to apply to?"

“Both she and Ziyang have gold-tier soul cards. This afternoon, the admissions office of Jinghua University called to confirm their early admission and guaranteed admission. They will report to the school when the time comes,” Zhao Rouyun said softly, her tone softening.

"Jinghua?"

Huangfu Ji was taken aback upon hearing this, his thick, broom-like eyebrows then arched, and his expression changed from bitter to joy. He then forcibly suppressed his emotions and asked, "Are you talking about the one in Kyoto that's on par with Longxia University? Not some low-quality school with a similar-sounding name?"

That's Beijing!

Since its establishment, it has been a top-tier university in China, a dream school for countless students.

Zhao Rouyun put down her water glass and said seriously:

"Of course, I checked it several times, there's no mistake."

Huangfu Ji stood up, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the living room, his face beaming with joy:

"As expected of my daughter, she's amazing! Old Liu was bragging to me before that his son got into Jiangnan University through a special admission program, haha, but my daughter got into Peking University directly. Isn't that much better than his son getting into Jiangnan University?"

"Ziyang too, Lao Zhang and Caiyun would surely be gratified if they knew in the afterlife."

Seeing his smug look, Zhao Rouyun curled her lip:

"Stop trying to make yourself look good. Your two kids got into Beijing University through their own abilities. What does it have to do with you, a homeless man who never comes home?"

Huangfu Ji was not annoyed by what he heard. He walked a few steps to Zhao Rouyun's side, sat down, and gently hooked his arm around hers, saying softly:

“It has nothing to do with me, but it does to you. If you weren’t busy taking care of the two kids’ daily lives, they wouldn’t be able to concentrate on their studies, would they? They say a couple should work together, so I’m getting a little bit of credit for it too!”

His words made Zhao Rouyun's lips curl into an uncontrollable smile.

Zhao Rouyun was extremely pleased with what he said, but she didn't let him off the hook, and lightly patted the man with her hand:

"You smooth-talking rascal, stop trying to sweet-talk me. Let's put aside the kids for now and get down to business! Was everything you said at Chunhua Tower true?"

When official business was mentioned, Huangfu Ji's brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed again:

"It should be right. There's something off about that troupe member they arrested in Beimen City. Director Wang said it seems like he deliberately let himself be caught; I wonder what he's planning."

"Deliberately allowed to escape?"

Zhao Rouyun's expression turned serious.

As an internationally renowned organization of evil card masters, the troupe has committed numerous atrocities, the crimes of which are too numerous to count.

Every country wants to get rid of them as soon as possible, but these people are still at large, which shows how difficult they are to deal with.

Its organizational structure differs from that of typical power organizations, being exceptionally loose.

The identities of the leaders and key personnel are shrouded in mystery and have not yet been verified; there are only some rumors circulating about them.

The members below are even more diverse, including people from the United States, the Great Cold Country, the Cherry Blossom Country, the Summer Country... people from all kinds of countries.

It's like a group of mentally unstable patients banding together, causing chaos on the stage called the world, and taking pleasure in the suffering of others.

If that troupe member deliberately got caught, there's a strong possibility he was plotting something...