Tribute to the Legendary Evil Soul Master Hunter, Qian Yuhan

"Huff... Meng... at least wait for me! Huff... Greetings, Princess Tianzhen."

Carrying bags in both hands and arriving late, Xiao Hongchen first greeted Xu Tianzhen, then immediately locked his sharp gaze onto Qian Yuhan, who stood behind her.

Watching Qian Yuhan—who was accompanying a girl on a shopping trip yet remained empty-handed as if he had nothing to carry—the heart of Xiao Hongchen, the human-shaped Soul Tool-powered donkey, felt an extreme sense of imbalance.

No, brother, how is this fair?!

Why don't you have to carry anything? Is it just because you're handsome?

Fine, you are indeed handsome!

But! Compared to me after a shower, standing in front of the mirror blow-drying my hair, you're still a little... well, okay, we're about even.

Xiao Hongchen possessed enough self-awareness to know that while his appearance could be considered refined, there was still a significant gap between him and that kind of peerless, all-age-group-charming handsomeness.

Therefore, he nodded at Qian Yuhan and briefly introduced himself, considering it a proper greeting.

Qian Yuhan nodded back at Xiao Hongchen and pointed to himself, introducing, "Qian Yuhan."

Yes, sometimes the beginning of a friendship between two real men is just that simple.

"Hello, I am Xiao Hongchen's younger sister, my name is Meng Hongchen," Meng Hongchen said, extending her hand toward Qian Yuhan to reintroduce herself.

"Hello, Miss Meng, I am Qian Yuhan."

"Both of your hair colors are very beautiful."

Out of politeness, Qian Yuhan reached out to briefly squeeze Meng Hongchen's fingertips before quickly pulling his hand back, complimenting her beautiful white hair in an extremely gentlemanly tone.

Oh, right, he even threw in a compliment for Xiao Hongchen as well.

Watching this handsome boy, who was slightly younger than her but possessed an exceptionally good temperament, offer a sincere compliment, Meng Hongchen pursed her lips. She raised a hand to gently tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear and said softly:

"Thank you for the compliment. Your golden hair is also very beautiful. However, you accidentally got my name wrong just now. Our Hongchen Family surname comes last; the first character in our name is the given name."

"So, if you'd like, you can call me by my name, Meng, or call me Senior Sister Meng."

Xiao Hongchen: "(¬~¬)"

Meng, act normal! Even if that guy is handsome, he's still just a kid. If you keep being this obsessed, it's against the law! You'll be tied to a target range and fed Soul Ray fire, you know that?!

Xu Tianzhen: "???"

ಠ_ಠ! No, Meng Hongchen, what are you doing! He just said your hair was pretty, what is this look you're giving him? And who wants to be called 'Senior Sister' by you! Jerk!

As a veteran connoisseur of good looks, Xu Tianzhen understood her own kind all too well. Sensing the strange shift in the atmosphere, she didn't even care about her snacks anymore.

She snapped her head up and glared fiercely at the expressionless human-shaped Soul Tool-powered donkey behind Meng Hongchen—her own brother, Xiao Hongchen.

She seemed to be using her stern gaze to interrogate him:

'Xiao Hongchen! Why are you just standing there like a statue? You're the older brother! Hurry up and do something about your love-struck sister!'

To this, Xiao Hongchen responded with an innocent look, signaling his helplessness. His gaze seemed to say:

I want to stop her! But I can't, I really can't! As the family's spare part, I have absolutely no control over the apple of our parents' eye!

'Hmph (`3´), and they call you the Sun Moon Empire's once-in-a-millennium genius of soul tools? You can't even manage your own sister, you're useless.'

Internally venting at Xiao Hongchen, Xu Tianzhen took a step back, terrified that the prospective husband she had reserved with her father might be a fickle playboy who fell for every girl he saw.

She suppressed the urge to grab Qian Yuhan and walk away, gritting her teeth as she glanced out of the corner of her eye at the boy standing beside her.

Good news: although Meng Hongchen kept talking, Qian Yuhan's attention wasn't on her at all.

Better news: Qian Yuhan wasn't looking at Meng Hongchen, nor at anyone else; he was staring intently at a building with an antique aesthetic, lost in thought!

"Phew, scaring myself for nothing~!"

Xu Tianzhen let out a sigh of relief, her heart filled with the ecstatic joy of a heavy burden being lifted:

'Wahahaha! Knowing how to keep his distance from other women—my eye for choosing a husband is truly excellent! Hhh, Meng Hongchen, this look of jealousy on your face is exactly what I wanted to see.'

Watching the defeated, loser-like expression on Meng Hongchen's face as she was ignored by Qian Yuhan, Xu Tianzhen felt wonderful. She even had the sudden urge to spend money to buy the building Qian Yuhan was looking at and gift it to him directly.

But was the situation really that Qian Yuhan was admiring that antique building?

The answer was naturally no.

If we rewind time by half a minute and secretly join the mental chat channel between Qian Yuhan and the Rakshasa Phantom, we would learn one thing:

That is... Qian Yuhan wasn't looking at the old building at all, but at the Evil Soul Master crawling and twisting in the dark, unspeakable corners beneath it in the Bright Capital.

Feeling the stench of the Evil Soul Master—so foul it made one want to retch from half a street away—Qian Yuhan pursed his lips. Golden light swirled in his eyes, his killing intent sharp as he said in a low voice:

"In broad daylight, under the clear sky, an Evil Soul Master actually dared to walk out of its hiding spot, stroll through the streets, and crawl back in. This Bright Capital is truly reeking with evil energy. It is time for a thorough cleansing! Evil Soul Masters, every single one of them deserves to die (◣_◢)!"

The Rakshasa Divine Sense was even more furious than Qian Yuhan. It clung to his shoulder, glaring viciously at the building, gnashing its teeth:

"Old Qian, did you see that! That bastard Evil Soul Master actually dared to glare at us before going inside! A dog-like thing, who gave it the guts!"

"This Seat must make it suffer until it regrets being born by its parents! ༽◺_◿༼"

"Old Qian, are we going to kill it now, or tonight?" the Rakshasa Phantom asked.

"Tonight?" Qian Yuhan glanced sideways at the Rakshasa Phantom and sneered:

"What if it runs away before we come back tonight? What if it hurts someone else before we get here?"

"Things like Evil Soul Masters, the sooner they die, the better! The faster, the better!"