This is my dear little brother

"That's right!"

"Can't you see how badly injured my boss is?"

"A gust of wind could knock him over."

"Hurry up and process our business first."

Throwing his weight around on borrowed authority, Wang Wenxuan stood beside him shouting, and slapped a USB drive onto the desk.

The middle-aged man in the suit looked somewhat helpless, with a trace of anxiety.

After all, someone over there really urgently needed money to save a life. Weren't they just making trouble by pulling this now?

Then he spotted An Xin sitting in the distance, and his body stiffened.

"That's the young girl you mentioned?"

"With a tragic background?"

"Pitiful and charming?"

The suited man turned his head stiffly and spoke to the young clerk.

Clearly bewildered, the clerk nodded instinctively.

Taking a deep breath, the suited man barely steadied himself. "You're new here, aren't you?"

"From now on, remember that face."

"And this one, of course."

"Put them on your reception blacklist."

"Got that?"

The suited man looked thoroughly disgusted.

Those two menaces were practically the bane of their Ink Pavilion, coming eight times a day and dreaming up every possible way to squeeze money out of it.

Did they really take them for fucking idiots?

He had been wondering why An Xin hadn't come to cause trouble lately. So she'd been saving up for something big.

"We can't process this!"

"See yourselves out."

The suited man spoke to them with a stern face.

"That's fucking bullshit!"

Chen Yimo burst out cursing. An Xin wiped away her tears and quietly stood up too, smiling at the middle-aged man in a way that made his scalp crawl.

"Do you know who this is?"

Chen Yimo pointed toward Yu Sheng, instantly drawing everyone's eyes.

Yu Sheng looked around blankly. Seemingly unused to being stared at like this, he silently backed away two steps.

The suited man frowned slightly, his expression turning serious.

Chen Yimo was the commanding officer of Jiangbei Province's Reserve Corps, a Sixth Awakening cultivator. Though a little thickheaded, he undeniably held a high position.

Someone a man of his standing would personally introduce-could this be an important figure from higher up?

"May I ask who this is..."

The suited man asked earnestly.

"This is my dear little brother. He's shed blood for the human race and slain demons for the human race!"

"He saved someone through his own ability. Why won't you pay him?"

"If you make me lose face in front of my little brother today, believe me, I'll strip your pants off and hang you outside the Ink Pavilion for a whole day!"

Chen Yimo's tigerlike eyes widened!

He looked imposing even without anger.

The suited man grew angry too, tugging at his tie. "Chen, don't think I'm fucking scared of you!"

"You let this little brat rob my Ink Pavilion every day. Is there no end to it?"

"Come on, let's see how you're going to take me down!"

"You brute from Spirit Martial Academy!"

His earlier refinement gone, the suited man pointed at Chen Yimo and unleashed a torrent of abuse, acting every bit as roguish.

"Heh, so you people from Spirit Mind Academy are hot shit?"

"You're a bunch of sneaky old bastards!"

"If I don't beat you up today, I'll be letting down all the effort my school put into me!"

Chen Yimo rolled up his sleeves at once, a tiger's roar bursting from his mouth!

A marking shaped like the character 王 appeared on his forehead.

This change only occurred after the Sixth Awakening. It allowed someone to retain their fighting strength without summoning their Awakening Object, conserving more energy.

"Brute, brute!!!"

"Today I'll show you whether someone from Spirit Mind Academy can crush you!"

Wisps of blue-green light swirled around the suited man, likewise without an Awakening Object.

This meant the man before them had at least reached the Sixth Awakening.

In other words... a Mind Controller.

A battle was on the verge of breaking out.

"Ahem, could I say something?"

Yu Sheng spoke somewhat helplessly.

He did want to keep a low profile, preferably getting his money and leaving without saying a word.

But seeing that watching the show any longer might leave him without enough money to pay their medical bills, Yu Sheng finally interrupted.

"According to article nine of the awakened persons section of the Ink Pavilion Criminal Law."

"Anyone who fights within a city without cause shall receive fifteen days' detention and a fine of ten thousand yuan."

"If the impact is substantial, such as in a public place, and the circumstances are serious, detention may extend to six months or more, with a public security fine of one hundred thousand yuan."

He didn't try to persuade them.

Like an automated narrator, Yu Sheng recited the relevant laws of the Ink Pavilion.

For a moment, everything fell silent.

Chen Yimo, who had been seething with anger, withdrew his energy almost immediately.

A hundred-thousand-yuan fine.

Wasn't that fucking asking for his life?

Only after seeing Chen Yimo stop did the suited man snort and let the blue-green light around him fade.

The tense, murderous atmosphere in the hall subsided into calm again.

For a moment, everyone's eyes, from the suited man to An Xin, focused on Yu Sheng once more.

They were all somewhat curious about where this unawakened youngster had come from.

Why did he know criminal law backward and forward?

Was he from the Guard Bureau?

"As a law-abiding citizen, after helping a fellow human, I am entitled to claim a reward at any Ink Pavilion branch."

"If I am refused service, or my review is deliberately delayed, I have grounds under article thirty-two of the Rights Protection Law to lodge a complaint against the staff or the Ink Pavilion to safeguard my lawful rights."

"I now request that my business be processed."

As he spoke, Yu Sheng turned and went to the middle of the hall. He pressed a few buttons on a machine and received a slip of paper with a number printed on it.

Chen Yimo, An Xin, Wang Wenxuan, the suited man: ???

Was this kid normal, or... not normal?

Things had gotten so fucking out of hand that the public had temporarily been asked to leave. There were only a handful of people left in the Ink Pavilion, and he still went to take a number?

Did he have nothing better to do?

Following the information on the display, Yu Sheng found his designated counter, nodded politely, and sat down.

"Hello, I'd like to have my business processed."

The clerk looked helplessly toward the suited man.

"Get on with it! Why are you looking at me?"

The suited man spoke feebly, already on the verge of a breakdown.

Baichun City's two most shameless troublemakers had shown up on the same day. One had even brought her big brother, and now this abnormal kid had appeared too.

He couldn't shake the feeling that perhaps he'd forgotten to check the almanac before leaving home today.

How could he be this unlucky?

Instead of returning to his office, he sat on a chair, staring straight at Chen Yimo.

Chen Yimo, meanwhile, had regained his composure. With a scoff, he sat beside him and slung an arm around his shoulders.

Not far away, Wang Wenxuan could clearly hear the crisp sounds coming from the suited man's bones.

But even though the suited man's face had turned white with pain, he didn't utter a sound.

He displayed the stubbornness unique to Spirit Mind University.

Broken in body, unbroken in spirit!

Time ticked by.

An Xin never left, watching Yu Sheng the entire time with a thoughtful expression.