Azure Sky Hunter Agency

Mu Nujiao said nothing more. She simply left Zhou Sining with a smile that set his blood racing.

Watching her beautiful figure recede, Zhou Sining knew he wouldn't be sleeping tonight.

He couldn't help it. He'd barely left the starting village and had already run into a top-tier succubus. It was only natural for a virgin like him to lose his composure.

Yeah. Yeah, totally natural.

As Zhou Sining thought that, he couldn't wipe the grin off his face.

He went into the guest room and washed up. His restless heart gradually settled.

The insomnia he'd expected never came. In fact, Zhou Sining fell asleep earlier and slept more soundly than usual.

He slept through the night without a dream.

It was only seven in the morning when he woke. As usual, Zhou Sining did a little morning exercise.

It was a habit he'd picked up only after arriving in this world.

Normally, a mage's physical condition improved as their magical cultivation grew stronger. But the change was gradual, and the benefit was tiny.

Under the same conditions, exercise still made a big difference to one's appearance and health.

In his previous life, he hadn't been able to exercise. Staying alive had already taken up so much of his time, energy, and money.

But in this world, with the system's help, all he had to consider was how to live better and shine brighter.

He could just go boldly after what he wanted.

After his workout, Zhou Sining invited Mu Nujiao to breakfast at the cafeteria.

Of course Mu Nujiao didn't refuse. Ai Tutu had been called home for the holiday, and Zhou Sining was practically the only friend she could get in touch with right now.

After breakfast, Zhou Sining received a message from Mo Fan.

They'd talked the night before. Mo Fan had said he wanted to work as an enforcer in Magic City to hone his skills and earn some extra money to support his family and chase girls.

Having read the original story, Zhou Sining knew Mo Fan wouldn't get the job. But he hadn't discouraged him; he'd just asked to tag along.

Sure enough, Mo Fan had struck out at the Hunters' Alliance and was now heading to the Azure Sky Hunter Agency.

Zhou Sining turned to Mu Nujiao. "Mo Fan messaged me. He wants me to go with him to a place called the Azure Sky Hunter Agency to look for work. Want to come?"

"You're going with your friend. Wouldn't it be awkward if I came?" Mu Nujiao hesitated.

She barely knew Mo Fan. If they had nothing to talk about, things would get uncomfortable.

"It'll be fine. He's a decent guy, and we're just going along while he looks for work. We can find a chance to leave later and do some sightseeing," Zhou Sining said.

Truthfully, he didn't mind whether he went. So far, his feelings toward Mo Fan were still just the fondness he had for the story's protagonist.

He mainly wanted to introduce Mu Nujiao to Mo Fan, Ling Ling, and Old Man Bao so she could gradually build a network of her own.

Since he was the one taking the initiative, making those introductions was one way to show he was sincere.

Seeing how hopeful he looked, Mu Nujiao thought it over and nodded.

She didn't dislike Zhou Sining. If the two of them really had a future, she would meet his friends sooner or later.

Going now wouldn't be overstepping.

"Okay."

Zhou Sining was naturally delighted when she agreed.

He immediately messaged Mo Fan, who had no objections.

"Let my driver take us. There's no need for a taxi," Mu Nujiao said.

"Sounds good. Don't worry about Mo Fan; he's already there," Zhou Sining replied.

The three agreed to meet at the entrance to Old Street.

Mo Fan had been waiting there for some time. He watched a Rolls-Royce pull up in front of him, and a white-gloved driver stepped out and opened the rear door with practiced ease.

Out climbed Zhou Sining, wearing an outfit that couldn't have cost more than five hundred RMB, without a trace of poise.

Beside him was a stunning young woman whose manner was calm, noble, and elegant.

She was half a head shorter than Zhou Sining. As she stepped out of the car, her high ponytail traced a graceful arc through the air.

A few playful strands framed her cheeks, making her bare, flawless face look lovelier still.

Her crisp white shirt had been ironed smooth, without a single crease, and a gray wool coat was draped casually over it.

Below it was a khaki plaid skirt that fell to her knees, followed by white socks rising just above her ankles and a pair of high-end sneakers that had to cost at least four figures.

She had the bright energy of a lively young woman, yet everything about her radiated composure, nobility, and a cool reserve.

It was as though a sheer veil lay over her exquisite face and figure: a beauty to admire from afar, not to touch.

Seeing Mu Nujiao for the first time, Mo Fan finally understood why his male classmates worshipped her as a goddess.

Damn, girls in the big city really are gorgeous!

His gaze shifted just in time to see Mu Nujiao move to Zhou Sining's side. The two walked toward him shoulder to shoulder.

Mo Fan felt a sour twinge of envy.

Good thing I have Xin Xia, or I'd be jealous enough to explode.

"Hey, Senior Mo Fan." Zhou Sining grinned impishly.

"Just call me Mo Fan. Technically, we're in the same year now," Mo Fan replied.

"Senior?" Mu Nujiao asked, puzzled.

"I used to be a year below him, but then the Bo City disaster happened, so we took the entrance exam the same year," Zhou Sining explained briefly.

Mu Nujiao nodded in understanding, and Zhou Sining formally introduced them.

"Mu Nujiao, this is my friend Mo Fan. Mo as in Mo Fan, Fan as in far from ordinary."

"Mo Fan, this is my friend Mu Nujiao. I've mentioned her before."

"Hello. I saw you at the Beast Fighting Competition. You were impressive." Mu Nujiao offered her hand.

"Nice to meet you. I just got lucky." Mo Fan shook it.

She was his friend's girl. He wouldn't dare entertain any improper thoughts, so he kept the handshake brief.

"Let's go. I'll lead the way." Mo Fan set off.

The three slowly entered Old Street, whose buildings had a distinctive Republican-era charm.

At the end of the street, they could make out a sign swaying gently in the wind down the alley, creaking as it moved.

Azure Sky Hunter Agency.

As they drew closer, they finally got a clear look at the old shop. It looked much like an old-fashioned teahouse with a mix of Chinese and Western styles.

At the entrance sat a little girl with long twin ponytails. She was perched on a stool, swinging her little legs as she read an illustrated book.

"Are you here to commission us? Commissions start at three hundred thousand RMB, with the final price depending on the difficulty. We don't take trivial jobs worth less than three hundred thousand."

The little girl spoke to Mo Fan without even looking up.

Her voice was clear and lovely, like the crisp chime of little silver bells in summer.

But her blunt pricing and cool, businesslike tone left Mo Fan stunned.

Zhou Sining's mouth twitched, his expression turning strange.

Even though he'd seen it coming, hearing Ling Ling deliver those lines in person was still almost too much for him to take.

Three hundred thousand RMB. Even if he exchanged currency every day without fail, at seven hundred a day, he'd have to log in for over four hundred days straight.

Mu Nujiao took it in stride. To her, three hundred thousand RMB was merely the cost of one or two trips.

A private hunter agency... She didn't know the going rates, but the price was probably normal.

Mo Fan, standing at the front, was the most embarrassed. He'd come looking for a job, and the first thing out of her mouth was a price of three hundred thousand.

"Um... I'm here for an interview. The Hunters' Alliance should've sent you a letter of introduction. Are you the young manager here?" Mo Fan asked awkwardly.

"Oh, you're the one who wants to be a monster hunter for the Azure Sky Hunter Agency?" The young beauty finally put down her book.

She lifted her smooth little face and peered at Mo Fan with large, intelligent eyes. Then she said with a hint of doubt,

"Aren't you a little young for the job?"

Mo Fan's jaw nearly hit the floor.

Zhou Sining couldn't hold back his laughter.

Mu Nujiao raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"

This little girl can't be more than twelve, can she?

And she thinks Mo Fan is too young?