"Ghost Hand, huh?"

Yang Yan squinted his eyes, murmuring as if in a whisper.

As the number one ranked among the top ten famous blades, legend has it that Ghost Hand was crafted by a mad Italian blacksmith in the 14th century.

He cut off his wife's right hand to make the handle, used his son's ribs for the blade, and crafted the blade's body with his own calf bone.

Then, he sacrificed himself to a demon in a church, letting both angel and demon blood seep into the blade.

This knife is lethal not only to people in the real world but even those in the Hidden World who wield it might find death close at hand.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow! Xiaocao, issue orders immediately to keep a close watch on who actually bought those two knives. Then, investigate to see whose hands Revenge is in."

Yang Yan sat up, speaking in a deep voice.

"Can we leverage the official power of Huaxia? The Eight Divisions must know the danger of these knives. Surely, they don't want these knives to fall into the hands of Huaxia people either. After all, they are inauspicious objects."

Zhuge Wushuang quietly suggested.

Yang Yan thought for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Alright, I'll contact Lion King in a bit."

After the group roughly discussed their next steps, Xiaocao was the first to leave.

Her intelligence network in Huaxia was still weak, and many things required her personal attention.

Moreover, the stakes were high, and she couldn't afford to make the slightest mistake that might affect Yang Yan's plan.

Yang Yan went directly upstairs to check on Cai'Er and Ruyi.

He believed they would get along well with each other.

One is the Five-Colored Stone, and the other is a Thousand-year-old Snake Demon, and neither of them takes the usual path, each having the intelligence of a young child now.

Sure enough, when Yang Yan reached upstairs, he saw Cai'Er and Ruyi having a great time, eagerly playing house.

And Zhou Hanyu was earnestly playing along with them.

By right, Ruyi should be somewhat more mature than Cai'Er.

However, because Yang Yan had taught her some beneficial Dharma Gates for the Cyan Dragon Road, her mind became clear, now appearing like a six or seven-year-old child.

"Cai'Er, Ruyi."

Yang Yan called out softly.

"Daddy."

Upon seeing Yang Yan come in, Cai'Er immediately called sweetly.

Ruyi, on the other hand, wasn't as natural.

She had no idea what to call Yang Yan.

Deep down, she felt a strong familiarity with Yang Yan.

But, because of last time's incident, she also felt some fear towards Yang Yan.

Yang Yan glanced at Ruyi, pondered, and said:

"What's the matter, Ruyi? Do you have something on your mind?"

"Can I... can I call you Daddy too?"

Ruyi bit her lip, asking shyly.

"Er... why do you want to call me Daddy?"

Yang Yan asked suspiciously.

"Can't I?"

Ruyi softly asked, with tears seemingly glittering in her eyes.

Yang Yan hadn't said anything yet when Zhou Hanyu couldn't take it any longer.

She angrily spoke:

"The child just wants to call you Daddy, can't you fulfill even this little thing? That's too heartless of you!"

Yang Yan was speechless, exaggeratedly rolling his eyes, and said in exasperation:

"I didn't say she couldn't, so why are you so agitated!?"

"Then... can I call you Daddy?"

Ruyi quickly asked again.

"You can, but you have to tell me, why do you want to call me Daddy?"

Yang Yan still asked with a puzzled face.

"Cai'Er has a Daddy, but I don't. If you can be Cai'Er's Daddy, surely you can be mine too!"

Ruyi said matter-of-factly.

Yang Yan rubbed his forehead, speechless.

What a simple thought this girl has!

But, it also doesn't seem to matter.

After all, he quite liked Ruyi.

Perhaps because he turned into a Moonlit Dragon, there was a natural affinity towards Ruyi, who was on the path of the Ancient Cyan Dragon.

Watching Ruyi break into a smile, Zhou Hanyu gave Yang Yan a hefty side-eye, then continued playing house with the two little girls.

With a helpless chuckle, Yang Yan greeted Zhou Hanyu, notifying her that the matter was settled and if she wanted to go home, she should come find him as he would be downstairs.

After saying this, Yang Yan went downstairs to the bar counter.

Upon reaching the bar, a group of people was gathered around the counter, seemingly arguing about something.

Yang Yan walked straight over.

In front of the bar, some shady-looking guys were teasing Li Hongyu, saying inappropriate things.

Li Hongyu's brother, Li Jie, stood protectively in front of his sister, seemingly having a conflict with these people.

The Fatty was nowhere to be found and hadn't shown up.

And this was Li Hongyu's first time encountering such a situation in a bar, momentarily leaving her at a loss.

Although she had heard bars could be chaotic, nothing like this had ever happened at Intoxication.

Now, faced with it suddenly, she was a bit flustered.

Just as Yang Yan was about to intervene, Li Shuai, who had already left, heard the news and rushed back.

Upon entering the bar, Li Shuai saw a shady thug pulling aside Li Hongyu's brother, Li Jie, and reaching out to touch Li Hongyu's chin.

Enraged, he charged forward, kicking the thug solidly in the rear.

"Damn it, causing trouble here, tired of living?!"

Caught off guard, the thug fell flat on his face from Li Shuai's kick.

He got up, turned to confront Li Shuai, and angrily roared:

"Who the hell are you? You wanna die, don't you?!"

Faced with the question, Li Shuai was taken aback.

What the hell!

What's going on?

This guy doesn't even know me?

What kind of backwater bumpkin is this!

Li Shuai thought of himself as quite a renowned playboy all over East Sea City. Even if he was teased or told to scram by Fatty or Li Hongyu, who in the area wouldn't know the name Li Shuai?

Li Shuai coldly asked:

"Who are you guys? Where do you belong? Don't you know the rules of this bar?"

"Why should I care who you are? Which damn dog are you, daring to kick me? Today, I'll beat you until your mother doesn't recognize you!"

The thug, with a ferocious expression, threatened while waving his fists.

Seeing Li Shuai stepping forward, Yang Yan confidently sat at the bar's edge and told another bartender:

"Make me a cocktail, stronger this time."

"Ah!"

This bartender, an old hand who'd seen Yang Yan many times and knew Yang Yan's relationship with the boss, was surprised he wanted to drink in such a situation.

"It's fine, I'm here, nothing big will happen! Hurry up and make it, make sure it's strong, that makes it more exciting."

Yang Yan said with a smile.

"Oh! Fine."

With Yang Yan, the big boss, saying so, she hurriedly grabbed a shaker and mixed a cocktail for Yang Yan.

She specifically added more XO, as Yang Yan requested.

Yang Yan picked up the glass, leisurely sipping the strong drink, watching the scene unfold with interest.

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