Chapter 949: Chapter 615: A Han in the Night Rain Returns Home

Summer rain night, Great Xia Capital City - East City Suburbs.

The street under the dim streetlights was silent, and the drizzle soaked the soldiers standing guard.

Suddenly, a spatial rift quietly opened, startling the soldiers!

Out of it came a slender figure, dressed in a gray tracksuit, a peaked cap, and white sneakers.

Such an entrance was simply astonishing!

Yet the boy’s attire resembled that of an ordinary night runner... Hmm, quite strange.

"Who are you?"

"Stop!" the soldiers immediately shouted.

Du Yu pressed his hand down, turning to look at the spatial rift behind him: "I need your help, Elder Feng."

Only showing his upper half, Feng Wuheng smiled and nodded, then retreated, disappearing instantly into the spatial rift.

Guiding Wind, praised by all who use it~

After bidding farewell to Great Xia’s Wind Saint, Du Yu finally turned to face forward.

On the dim street within the rain curtain, soldiers could be seen everywhere, indicating the entire area had been blocked off.

The chilly rain made Du Yu shiver.

It’s known that the Great Xia Capital City in July is extremely hot, with sweltering nights.

But this night’s rain was surprisingly cold, making one feel as if plunged into winter.

"Hello." Du Yu took out his credentials, handing them to the wary soldier in front, "My teammate is executing a mission up ahead."

The leading soldier remained fully alert, taking the credentials for careful inspection.

Such an entrance suggests this boy is no ordinary person!

Moreover, Du Yu’s earlier reference to "Elder Feng" further sparked the soldiers’ imaginations.

One who can wield space techniques must be a god-like being, rare and valuable.

Especially considering the surname Feng...

Despite the populous Great Xia, the surname Feng is quite rare.

Within the Great Xia realm, known to all, is an ultimate Feng-surnamed Demon Tamer—Great Xia’s Seven Saints Feng Wuheng!

The soldiers’ thoughts were thoroughly stirred.

They realized they might have unintentionally glimpsed the visage of Great Xia’s Wind Saint!

It’s a pity that with layers of rain and dim streetlights, and the Wind Saint’s quick departure.

Although the Great Xia’s Seven Saints have left, being personally escorted by such an esteemed youth... What kind of person is this?

"Sorry for breaking protocol. The spiritual artifact mission is perilous, and I was eager to aid my teammates," Du Yu apologetically said.

The leading soldier returned the credentials to Du Yu, then stood upright and saluted.

"No need, no need," Du Yu waved his hand repeatedly, "Can I go in?"

"Please." The leading soldier stepped aside, watching Du Yu’s departing figure with his comrades.

A soldier whispered, "Squad leader, he seems like Du Yu, Great Xia’s first Paper Crane Disciple?"

The leading soldier glared at him: "Stand firm."

Meanwhile, at the park entrance.

A tall figure tossed the tail of a white cloak: "Senior Brother, hurry and stop the divine techniques, I’m freezing!"

"Just a moment, it won’t be long." Fu Jianzhou, surrounded by cold mist, said while walking.

Li Mengnan, shivering from the cold, tucked her head, holding Lin Shiwei’s arm, and started running to the nearby business vehicle.

Behind Fu Jianzhou was a slender man.

He held a cigarette in his mouth, leisurely puffing away, seemingly unaffected by the cold environment.

Second Team·Qi Tian.

"Splash~"

"Quick, come in, Third Sister." Li Mengnan opened the business vehicle door, ducked inside, muttering, "Finally over."

Lin Shiwei smiled, following the girl into the vehicle: "It went smoothly."

Li Mengnan pouted, glancing at the approaching two men outside the window: "If Du Yu and Master Qing were here, it would have gone even smoother."

Hearing this, Lin Shiwei’s smile faded, silently watching the men outside the window without responding.

"Damn it, that annoying Du Yu, who knows when he’ll return." Though complaining, worry filled Li Mengnan’s eyes.

She muttered softly: "He promised to help me plant peach trees."

Lin Shiwei sighed softly, whispering: "Alright."

Li Mengnan rested her forehead against the chilly car window, eyes drooping, feeling quite down: "He promised to go home with me to visit mom on the 7th.

Seriously, no matter how long I wait, he doesn’t show."

"Kacha." Qi Tian opened the front passenger door, realizing the atmosphere was off as he entered.

Having just perfectly completed the spiritual artifact mission, the team should have been joyful; why was Team One’s atmosphere so heavy?

Reflecting briefly, Qi Tian could guess a bit.

This was his first time being seconded to Team One to assist colleagues on a task.

The reason was, of course, crystal clear.

The Twenty-Ninth Bureau’s Vice Director Yang and his disciple Du Yu had suddenly disappeared, two and a half months ago.

Within the bureau, colleagues privately speculated on their whereabouts.

As for their fate...

The Twenty-Ninth Bureau was executing a spiritual artifact mission, a dangerous task; everyone was mentally prepared.

And as the time of their disappearance prolonged, people’s expectations kept dropping.

In fact, the Cyan Sect disciples clearly knew about Master Qing and Du Yu’s mission content, though they kept their lips sealed, not announcing it widely.

Precisely because they knew the situation, their hearts were more worried.

Master Qing and Du Yu were burning the Youhan Tree!

This was the most high-level, most dangerous mission in the world.

And among the disciples, Li Jing knew that both were in the Otherworld and had witnessed the scene of Rotten Master Qing breaking.

Rather than worry, it’s more like despair!

When he received a call from Du Yu today, Li Jing was completely dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to snap out of it. His voice trembled with excitement.

"Let’s go, we’re heading back." Fu Jianzhou opened the driver’s side door, shook off his soaked hair, and got into the car.

Keen as he was, he obviously sensed that something was off with the atmosphere.

The joy Fu Jianzhou felt from acquiring a new Spiritual Artifact gradually faded away as well.

As he started the car, pretending as if he hadn’t noticed anything, he chuckled and said, "Thanks for the trouble, Brother Qi."

"We’re all family, no need for formalities." Qi Tian pressed the car window down and pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, "But with your small build, can you really handle it?

This bead is incredibly cold."

Although Qi Tian stood just over 1.5 meters tall, Fu Jianzhou was nearly 1.9 meters.

But in front of Qi Tian, who was at the Peak Stage of being a Demon Taming General, Fu Jianzhou’s physique indeed seemed fragile.

"Whether I can handle it or not is irrelevant; I have to," Fu Jianzhou said with a laugh as he pressed the gas pedal, glancing at the rearview mirror, "Mission accomplished, why don’t we grab a bite before heading back to report?"

Li Mengnan looked out the window, "I’m not very hungry."

Lin Shiwei also seemed uninterested, casually saying, "Let’s head back and submit the mission first."

Seeing the states of the two junior sisters, Fu Jianzhou felt a bit helpless.

Only the person who tied the bell on the tiger can remove it; some matters were beyond his control. Furthermore, Fu Jianzhou himself was also worried.

In the silent SUV, Qi Tian suddenly spoke, "Xiaofu."

Fu Jianzhou instinctively shifted his view forward, and he saw a slender figure emerging from a corner of the street ahead.

In this completely sealed section of the city, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to just come and go as they pleased!

Then who is this person...

He watched as the figure didn’t dodge or sidestep, but walked straight off the sidewalk onto the road, heading directly towards the car.

"Screech." Fu Jianzhou frowned slightly and hit the brakes.

The glow from the dim streetlights and the car’s headlights intertwined on the figure, reflecting layers of rain curtains.

Fu Jianzhou’s eyes widened slightly; he leaned forward to look closely, uncertainly saying, "Du... Du Yu?"

"Eh? Where?"

"Huh?" Two voices simultaneously came from the back, much more enthusiastic than when responding to food.

"Du Yu?" Li Mengnan grabbed the car seat and leaned forward, looking out the front window.

Amidst the rain curtains, a familiar figure indeed stepped forward.

"Ah! It really... really is him!" Li Mengnan bit her lower lip forcefully, nearly causing herself pain.

This reaction... hmm, was very much like Mengnan.

"It’s not a dream." Li Mengnan murmured, her beautiful eyes filled with joy. She opened the car door with one hand, "Du Yu!"

Lin Shiwei also got out of the car, staring blankly at the figure approaching from afar.

"Ha." Qi Tian grinned, a wisp of flame igniting at his fingertip as he lit a cigarette, "Now the rain isn’t cold anymore."

Fu Jianzhou: "..."

"Du Yu!" Li Mengnan’s boots whisked through the air lightly as she dashed forward, her white cloak fluttering in the wind and rustling in the rain.

"Oh!" Du Yu exclaimed lightly, embracing the girl who leaped into his arms.

The massive impact made him step back, the familiar faint fragrance enveloping his nostrils.

"I thought... thought you were dead." Li Mengnan’s arms wrapped tightly around Du Yu, her face buried in his shoulder, murmuring softly.

As the warmth and softness entered his embrace, Du Yu’s expression softened as well, "Can’t you wish better for me?"

"But Third Sister said you and Master Qing went to burn the Cold Tree." Li Mengnan’s arms tightened, her voice growing quieter.

"I’m back, I’m back." Du Yu gently reassured the girl, turning his eyes towards the not-too-distant figure.

Under the black cloak’s hood was Lin Shiwei’s complex face.

Joy, relief, as if a stone in her heart finally came to rest.

Du Yu smiled at Lin Shiwei, "General Lin, have you been well?"

"Shoo." Lin Shiwei laughed, giving Du Yu a playful glare, "Did you succeed?"

"Sort of." Du Yu nodded slightly, speaking softly, "Mengnan."

"Hmm?"

"Be gentle, my battle robe is about to tear."

"I’d rather strangle you."

Du Yu: "..."

"Phew~" Qi Tian, seated in the car’s passenger seat, blew smoke out the window.

Watching the rain curtain illuminated by the car’s headlights, and the few figures beneath it...

Qi Tian’s face gradually broke into a blissful smile.

Nothing was more exciting or gratifying than a comrade who’d been missing for ages suddenly returning home.

"Thunk." Fu Jianzhou got out of the car and closed the door behind him.

Du Yu gave Senior Brother Fu a thumbs up.

Fu Jianzhou chuckled and asked, "Where’s Master Qing?"

Du Yu: "In my Zhongli. After the task is all done, let’s head home for a meal together."

Fu Jianzhou nodded firmly, "Good! Come on, let’s get in the car and go back to report our task."

"Let’s go." Lin Shiwei extended her long legs and walked ahead, reaching for Du Yu’s arm.

"Crash!"

The girl lightly pinched and suddenly a sound like shattering glass rang through the rain curtain.

"Hey!" Li Mengnan was startled, hastily letting go of her grip; she didn’t genuinely want to strangle Du Yu.

But the question remains... how did Du Yu’s battle robe get torn?

"Uh." Du Yu almost choked, rubbing his neck, looking uncomfortably at General Lin.

Lin Shiwei’s lips curled as she turned to walk toward the SUV.

The black whipped tail of her cloak waved just like Mengnan’s white one, rustling through the rain curtain.