Chapter 72: Shi Qingyan Team Member, Are You Awake?
After the holiday, returning to work feels refreshing.
Young Master Sang strolled into the Punishment Department he hadn’t seen for a week, his mood exceptionally bright.
Ever since getting a wife, he felt the need to work harder.
First on his agenda was dealing with Shi Qingyan’s situation.
After discussions from above, it was decided that Shi Qingyan no longer held any value for continued imprisonment. Yan Rouwan even went out of her way to get approval from the higher-ups, officially adding Shi Qingyan to the release list.
Young Master Sang’s visit was to make one last attempt at persuading her to join the demon path.
If that didn’t work, oh well, he’d just release her to fend for herself.
“By the way, system, what’s Shi Qingyan’s progress on the conquer list now?”
【Shi Qingyan Conquest Progress: 85%】
Young Master Sang: “…… What?”
Wasn’t it 50% just a few days ago? How did it spike up so much?
What happened these past few days to cause that insane progress?
But wait, he hadn’t even been in the Punishment Department for two days.
Could it be that she conquered herself?
With that thought nagging at him, Young Master Sang pushed open Shi Qingyan’s cell door, something he hadn’t done in a while.
To his surprise, Shi Qingyan seemed in a much better mental state than he’d anticipated.
Usually, whenever she saw Young Master Sang, she’d charge at him like a wild woman, screaming and yelling.
But this time…
Shi Qingyan sat quietly in her cell, calmly looking up at him with a frosty gaze.
“Back already?”
Young Master Sang: “Huh? Yeah…”
What’s going on?
Did this lady get cured?
“Uh, I’m here to inform you.”
He coughed lightly, handing her the documents. “The Water Moon Sect is basically finished, keeping you locked up serves no purpose.”
“Up top approved it. Just sign here and you can leave.”
Shi Qingyan slowly raised her eyes to look at him.
For some reason, that frigid look sent chills down Young Master Sang’s spine.
“Is that so.”
She took the documents and calmly signed her name.
He also unlocked her shackles, watching as she slowly got up, stretching her wrists and ankles.
“Um, if you have somewhere to go next, you can just leave.”
“If not, you could also choose to join us in the demon path. We have a comprehensive recruitment system for surrendered fairies like you, ensuring your basic rights and salary…”
Before Young Master Sang could finish, Shi Qingyan coldly interrupted him:
“No, thanks.”
“I’m going home with you.”
Young Master Sang: “?”
Shi Qingyan, are you awake?
What does this have to do with me?
“Hello, that option isn’t in the manual. You can choose to join the demon path or—”
“You and Zhang Xiaoying… have already been intimate, right?” She suddenly shot him a knowing glance.
Young Master Sang jumped in shock.
Oh no.
This woman isn’t still mad about him and Zhang Xiaoying, is she? Planning to kill him for revenge?
“W-what do you want?” Young Master Sang instinctively shielded his chest with his hands. “I gotta tell you, this is the Punishment Department of the demon path.”
“If you get any funny ideas and someone catches you, I can’t help you.”
Shi Qingyan gazed deeply into his eyes.
Suddenly, a bizarre smile appeared on her lips.
“Don’t be so anxious.”
“I just want to know… what kind of charm does a man have that makes Little Ying willingly give herself to him.”
Young Master Sang: “…… Then why don’t you ask Little Ying? Why come to me?”
Shi Qingyan took a few steps forward.
Young Master Sang instinctively took a few steps back.
“I’ve come to a conclusion these days.”
Shi Qingyan slightly parted her lips: “I’m not a woman worthy of Little Ying; she deserves to find someone more suited for her.”
“But whether that person is you…”
“I still need to review and consider.”
“After all,” her eyes glimmered with a hint of wickedness as she chuckled lightly, “who said you’re a man?”
“Men are fickle and abandon love at the drop of a hat; it’s the most normal thing in the world.”
Goodness.
That punch, even the Celestial Emperor couldn’t take it.
What does gender have to do with this? Can’t women be fickle too?
Young Master Sang was quite frustrated and couldn’t help but say, “No need for you to worry; I’m doing fine with Little Ying.”
“That’s not acceptable.”
Shi Qingyan approached Young Master Sang until he was pressed tightly against the door.
“When Little Ying was lonely and helpless back then, it was my fault for not noticing her pain and solitude.”
“This time, I won’t make the same mistake again.”
She seemed to be talking to herself, each word deliberate: “I want to crush any potential cause of Little Ying’s sadness in her cradle.”
“I must ensure she lives a happy and joyful life from now on.”
“No matter the cost, even if Little Ying ends up hating me, even if it means going against the world…”
Young Master Sang felt goosebumps rising.
What kind of twisted logic is this? Are you the Kawaki from Boruto?
Let’s just say, isn’t there a chance that leaving Little Ying’s life would make her happier?
But Young Master Sang didn’t dare say anything now.
He felt that the woman in front of him wasn’t just cured.
She was completely f*cked in the head, utterly beyond help.
Right now, she should head straight to the mental hospital for a check-in.
If he said even a single word, he might just light this powder keg.
“So, what do you want, exactly?”
“I’ll think about it.” Shi Qingyan tilted her head slightly, her delicate brows and eyes flashing with mischief, “Ah, right.”
“You and Little Ying, you’ve already kissed, right?”
“So your lips… should have Little Ying’s flavor, right?”
Young Master Sang stared in terror as Shi Qingyan licked her lips, an insatiable gleam in her eyes.
It was at this moment that he finally gave up all hope.
This woman has lost her mind.
So why are you just standing there?
Run!!!
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Another peaceful day in the Punishment Department of the demon path.
Two demon cultivators were leisurely sipping tea, enjoying their tranquil time.
“Help! Help! There’s a crazy girl trying to kiss me! Stop watching and save me!”
“Ehehehe, Young Master Sang~ Let me see if your lips are soft enough to make Little Ying feel good~”
“I don’t want that! Get lost, you creep!”
“Haha! Young Master Sang, you can’t escape! Just let me turn your lips into sausages, hehe!”
Two figures flew around like crazy dogs, creating gusts of wind that blew papers off desks all over the office.
Demon Cultivator A: “…… What’s Young Master Sang up to this time?”
Demon Cultivator B: “Maybe he’s just fallen for a new fairy; young couple playing house, I guess.”
“Tsk tsk. I envy Young Master Sang. Endless fairies to play with, swapping them every day without repeating.”
“Who told him to be the top performer in the Punishment Department? You’d have to have that skill too.”
“Eh.” They both sighed wearily at the same time.
They continued sipping their tea, enjoying their cozy office time.
