Even as the agents wheeled him away on a stretcher, the man kept his eyes fixed on Fang Yi, as if he wished he could glue them to him.
...This was way too much.
Having lots of brainless fans was one thing, but being fanatical to this extent—he was probably one of a kind in the Xia Kingdom, wasn't he?
Lin Yiyi secretly glanced at Fang Yi and found that her cousin remained calm and unmoved. Hmm... it seemed he was already used to this.
After seeing off that fanatical Tomb Sealing Chef,
the president of the Yuan City Spirit Association arrived again.
Ordinarily, such minor cleanup matters could be left to the agents, but knowing Captain Fang was here, he had made a special trip. Now that he saw Fang Yi, his face was positively radiant, his smile incomparably amiable.
"Captain Fang, cousin Fang, are you heading back? Would you like to stay for dinner?"
"No... and my surname is Lin." Lin Yiyi looked helpless.
It was bad enough that I didn't deserve to have a name. Did I not even deserve to have a surname?
"Oh, oh, cousin Lin. We have something we'd like to discuss with you. Tai City and Yuan City aren't far apart, and with strength as great as yours, being an ordinary Pioneer is rather wasteful."
"Would you be interested in becoming a captain in Yuan City?"
The president of the Yuan City Spirit Association found Lin Yiyi more pleasing the longer he looked at her.
She was talented, powerful, and most importantly, she was Captain Fang's direct cousin. That connection was even more dazzling than the Spirit Creation Realm!
"Thank you, but no."
Unexpectedly, Lin Yiyi rejected him outright without even considering it.
She could hear the president of the Yuan City Spirit