"Then should we let this girl make up for her classes now?"

Yang Yan couldn't help but ask.

"Make up classes?"

Zhou Hanyun appeared a bit hesitant.

Yang Yan nodded:

"I asked her before; she just finished elementary school and hasn't been to school for a while. If she suddenly goes, she might not be able to keep up with the classes."

He was very comforted, knowing Zhou Hanyun truly treated Dawn as family, which is why she cared so much about Dawn's education.

Coincidentally, Yang Yan also wanted Dawn to learn more knowledge.

After all, whether Dawn chooses the path of the Hidden World or another path in the future, reading more now would greatly help her growth.

"Let's ask Dawn first! After all, it's her who has to study. If she doesn't want to, I can't force her. She's been through too much hardship, I just want her to be happy."

Yang Yan thought carefully and said.

Sitting next to Dawn, Zhou Hanyun softly said to the little girl:

"Dawn, your Uncle Yang and I want to send you to school, but we're afraid you might not keep up with the studies, so we want to find a tutor for you for the time being. Is that okay with you?"

Upon hearing Zhou Hanyun's words, Dawn immediately lifted her head.

She quietly looked at Zhou Hanyun, then at Yang Yan, and then excitedly said:

"Really?"

"Yes! It's up to you now if you're willing."

Yang Yan gently nodded.

"Yes! I am willing! I want to!"

Dawn nodded vigorously, quickly saying:

"I've wanted to go to school like other kids for a long time. But grandma and grandpa's health was always not good, so I couldn't go to school."

Hearing the little girl's words, Zhou Hanyun's maternal instincts flared up again.

She kept asking Dawn about her preferences, like what style of backpack she liked or what kind of pencil case she wanted!

In short, she just wanted to buy everything, as if to make up for all the things Dawn longed for but never owned.

Yang Yan merely watched silently from the side.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

Without thinking much, Yang Yan directly pressed the answer button.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

He politely asked.

"Is this Mr. Yang Yan, the Moonlight Emperor?"

A man's voice came from the other end of the line.

Upon hearing the other's words, Yang Yan couldn't help but frown, then asked impatiently:

"I am Yang Yan, and you are?"

The man on the other end slowly said:

"The lord of Baiyu City is coming to find you, still aiming to seize the Moonlight Power in you. They'll probably be there in about ten minutes."

"Additionally, the original family of the Mo Family has also emerged. They don't intend to kill you but want to retrieve the 'Ming Ghost Scroll' of Mozi."

"As for Hongmen, those guys are still engaged in internal conflicts, so they temporarily don't have time to trouble you."

Yang Yan grew even more puzzled and asked again:

"Who are you? What do you want?"

In his view, since the stranger provided such significant information, they must have an agenda.

Moreover, considering how well-informed they were about the actions of those three groups, the background power must not be small.

The man on the other end seemed to laugh lightly, then said:

"No need to be nervous, Your Excellency Moonlight. I was introduced by Miller. He said if there was valuable information, one could exchange it for some assistance from you."

"Miller?"

Yang Yan seemed to realize something.

That guy got quite a few Longevity Fruits from him and even received a promise of protection.

But, how did he get his phone number?

Yang Yan clearly remembered, he didn't give his number to him back then.

"I wonder if this information can persuade Your Excellency Moonlight Emperor to help me with a small favor? Of course, we'll discuss the specifics after you've taken care of your matters there."

After finishing, the other party didn't wait for Yang Yan to respond and directly hung up the phone.

Yang Yan chuckled coldly, put away the phone, and turned to Zhou Hanyun, saying:

"You take the kids home first; I have something to deal with here and might take a while to return."

Seeing Yang Yan's demeanor, Zhou Hanyun knew something was about to happen on his end.

Since she couldn't help, the best thing to do was to follow his instructions.

However, every time, Zhou Hanyun couldn't help but feel a bit useless.

After Zhou Hanyun left, Yang Yan slowly stood up, paid the bill and headed outside.

Once he exited the store, Yang Yan found a secluded spot, and once he made sure no one was around, with a flicker of his silhouette, he disappeared on the spot.

When Yang Yan reappeared, he was already standing at the site of yesterday's battle.

Finding a random place to sit down, he slowly closed his eyes and quietly awaited the arrival of his adversary.

The opponent did not keep him waiting long, appearing in less than a minute.

Yang Yan slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the distance.

In the snowy landscape, a man holding a white umbrella slowly walked over.

"In the Celestial Baiyu City, with twelve towers and five fortresses, immortals stroke my head, granting longevity! What do you folks from Baiyu City want by frequently seeking a big scoop with me?"

Yang Yan looked at the man who walked up to him and slowly asked.

"Greetings, Your Excellency Moonlight Emperor."

The man looked at Yang Yan and respectfully bowed, his demeanor impeccable.

"Tsk, tsk! No wonder it's characteristic of Baiyu City! Even when you're here to kill, you do it so pretentiously. Impressive, impressive!"

Yang Yan looked at the man coldly, a hint of disdain curling his lips.

"After all, you are a legendary figure. Thus, this bit of respect is indeed due."

The man calmly looked at Yang Yan and said lightly.

"Is that so? How come I never felt you considered me a legendary figure? You're always causing me trouble! Is this your respect?"

Yang Yan's voice grew colder, the atmosphere seeming to freeze over.

"There's no other way; after all, you are the key to longevity. Though there are other big figures, they are old monsters, and I am not yet confident enough to target them."

Yet, the man smiled even more brilliantly.

"Oh, from your words, am I the pushover, easier to bully?"

Yang Yan stood up, dusted his pants, and said.

"How to say it? If you interpret it that way, it's not entirely incorrect."

The man shrugged lightly.

"Stop addressing me with all the formal titles, will you? Truth be told, your age is probably over ten times mine! You're hundreds of years old, so pretentious, doesn't it feel uncomfortable?"

Yang Yan lightly shook his head, unable to hold back a barrage of cold mockery.

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