While Grandpa and Naji were eating, Ji Huan said that he wanted to take Hei Dan to walk around for a while.
When his uncle took off the heavy money bags from his body, Hei Dan’s white-ringed eyes kept staring at the money bags until they were successfully transferred to Naji’s body, and only then did he shift his gaze away.
Then he clung to his uncle and let his uncle take him to the market.
“Is Mr. Asimu a good person?” Ji Huan whispered when there were only two of them.
Hei Dan’s black body was hidden in the shadow of the front of Ji Huan’s cloak, and only two big white eyes could be seen.
Ji Huan saw those two big white eyes quickly turning left and right.
This is Hei Dan shaking his head.
Ji Huan was stunned. He actually didn’t expect to get an answer from Hei Dan. He was just talking to Hei Dan out of habit, but instead, Hei Dan gave a reaction that was very similar to the answer in his heart.
Then Ji Huan asked softly: “Then does Hei Dan like Mr. Asimu?”
After asking, Ji Huan stared straight at Hei Dan hanging on his chest.
This time, Hei Dan’s eyes moved up and down.
Hei Dan nodded.
Then the corners of Ji Huan’s mouth curved slightly upward imperceptibly: “I also think Mr. Asimu is not a good person in the traditional sense, but I also like him.”
Stretching out his hand to touch Hei Dan’s pigtails through the cloak, Ji Huan whispered, “So, just keep wearing it.”
On this day, their business was pretty good. After Ji Huan went back, they stayed for a while to sell the goods. With his uncle here, Hei Dan didn’t have to settle the accounts. Seeing that his uncle quickly and accurately settled the accounts without even needing to count the shiny crystals one by one, Hei Dan probably felt that such an uncle was extremely powerful!
Hei Dan kept staring without blinking. He seemed to want to immediately become like his uncle, but he was so small. Even if he was smarter than other children of the same age, how could he keep up with an adult?
Hei Dan, who couldn’t learn at all, suddenly felt that his uncle was even more powerful!
The opening hours of this market soon came to an end, but their products were not sold out yet. If it was a normal day, they would probably go to two other markets to sell the remaining goods. However, considering that today is a rare rest day for Ji Huan, Grandpa discussed it with Naji and decided to go home.
After pulling the cart back to Ji Huan’s house, Grandpa and Naji went out to prepare for tomorrow’s stall. Ji Huan stayed at home with Hei Dan and read a book for a while. He noticed the time and realized that it was the agreed time to pick up the package. When Asimu arrived, he took out the budded plant he had previously prepared.
“This is a flower bud, indicating that it is about to bloom. In the future, if you see a flower bud, you should take good care of it.” Pointing to the flower bud, Ji Huan said to Hei Dan.
Hei Dan nodded and gently touched the bud.
There was no flower pot in the home, so Ji Huan planted it in a big bowl, but he chose a very beautiful bowl. Then he pieced together the leftover scraps from the cart to make a box, which looked a bit ugly but very sturdy.
Not long after the package was prepared, Asimu’s voice sounded from outside the door.
He handed the box to Asimu, and Asimu didn’t ask what was in the box. He just nodded to Ji Huan, waved to Hei Dan, and left with a smile.
He walked slowly.
If anyone could see the “demonic aura” on this street at this moment, they would see several “air masses”.
There are all kinds of colours, forming a circular shape, perfectly wrapping the houses.
This is the source of the intense pressure that Abu and others felt when they visited Ji Huan’s home for the first time.
Ji Huan’s house is also surrounded by a circular “air mass”. The colour of this “air mass” is completely different from the surrounding neighbour’s “air masses”, but it is pure black! It is still in a wandering form, and occasionally the black colour will rupture, revealing the blood-like scarlet underneath.
When night arrived, if it weren’t for this scarlet hue, Ji Huan’s house would have simply disappeared, perfectly blending into the same black night sky.
This “air mass” acts like a barrier between the house and the street, and the sound inside can’t be transmitted at all. People can only enter and exit through the front door with a key. Otherwise, people or things inside can’t come out, and people and things outside can’t get in at all.
A perfect barrier.
And at this moment, Asimu also has the same barrier on his body.
With his own strength, he held up a full circular “air mass” and hummed a song, walking effortlessly on the path.
His “air mass” is a chaotic mix of black and grey. Upon closer inspection, you can still see some strange patterns on the surface of the “air mass”. If Ji Huan could see this scene, he would definitely be able to notice at a glance that these patterns are somewhat similar to the patterns on Hei Dan’s hair ties!
Humming an unknown tune, the patterns around Asimu became increasingly dense, and he could no longer see the surrounding street scenery. In front of him, there were strange roads with overlapping patterns. He looked around, and then chose a certain road in the southeast direction, stepping on it gently.
“I’m hiding there~~~silently and breathlessly~~~~Oh oh oh! I’m a black egg! A black egg~” His singing voice was a little louder, and the lyrics would probably make people very speechless, but it was a song he made for Hei Dan.(Hei Dan = black egg)
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He often used this song to tease Hei Dan, but unfortunately Hei Dan hasn’t learned it yet, so he had to practise it alone for now.
The soles of his feet gently stepped on the pattern-like spells, and Asimu skillfully tossed and turned in the chaotic space. After a moment, narrowing his eyes, he recognized a direction and jumped there suddenly.
The next second he appeared holding a big ugly box…
On the dining table of a family.
A very beautiful restaurant, with a fat male, a slender female and their sturdy son having dinner together. In the centre of the table is the dead body of a monster. This is their dinner.
Asimu just happened to land on the monster’s body that still has some residual warmth.
The owner of the room stared dumbfounded at Asimu who suddenly appeared on the dining table.
With a smile on his face, Asimu looked around and asked the big kid closest to him after a while.
“Little friend, tell me, is this Yuma City?”
The big grey little demon nodded blankly.
“You are… you are…” The fat male host stood up and pointed at Asimu. Suddenly, all the demonic energy erupted from his body.
Realising that something was wrong with her husband’s behaviour, the female next to him quickly hugged her son.
“I’m just a poor courier who accidentally came to the wrong location.” Pulling the courier hat on his head, Asimu smiled politely.
“What kind of courier! You, you are the killer, ah ah ah ah! The terrifying demon assassin ranked first on the wanted list!!!!” The male host finally screamed and revealed Asimu’s identity. Instantly, his wife and son also screamed in horror.
“Oh~ What assassin. It’s just a business. I don’t bother to kill any demons unless you pay me. Didn’t you notice that I don’t even hunt and go to the market to buy vegetables every day?” Asimu shrugged. He raised his hand slightly and three patterns flew out, causing the screams in the restaurant to stop abruptly.
“Children are more adorable when they are quiet.” When he looked down at the big fat little demon and saw the miserable appearance of him crying out of fear, Asimu shook his head: “Oh~ Hei Dan is indeed the cutest child.”
“He’s not afraid at all when he sees my true appearance. He also likes the same hairstyle as me. What a cute little kid!”
“I’m hiding there~~~silently and breathlessly~~~~Oh oh oh! I’m a black egg! A black egg~”
Singing the song he created for Hei Dan, Asimu left this gorgeous restaurant holding the box. As he walked out, he put on his cloak again and quickly blended into the crowd, just like an ordinary passerby carrying a box, his figure submerged and disappeared.
He picked up the package from Ji Huan at six o’clock in the evening, and arrived at Yuma City around eight o’clock in the evening.
Normally, it would take a demon almost a whole day to travel by train, but Asimu only took two hours.
At 08:15 in the evening, he arrived in front of the tallest building in Yuma City on time.
This is the “Yuma City Fighting Arena”. It is also the only fighting arena in Yuma City now. There are still many fighting arenas within this area, large and small. However, now all of these belong to one person, and that is Jin Murphy Firzaha.
Instead of going to the bustling competition area in front, he came to the office area and walked straight to the front desk with his box.
Asimu politely asked the young female demon at the front desk: “Hello, is Mr. Firzaha here? There is an express delivery for him that needs to be personally signed by him.”
“Firzaha…ah! You mean the boss? You need to make an appointment to see the boss. Do you have an appointment?” The female demon at the front desk took out a pen and paper and was about to ask him to register. However, when she raised her head again, there was no one in front of her.
“Huh?”
The elevator next to the front desk began to rise slowly.
The front desk hurriedly looked up at the surveillance screen inside the elevator, but there was no one inside.
Although it was empty, the elevator was indeed rising.
Thinking of being taught during the training to “report any abnormalities,” the front desk lady hurriedly dialled the number of Laura, the boss’s direct secretary.
“I see, you did a good job.” After listening to the report from the front desk, the red-haired female demon walked out of her office and stood in front of the elevator, where she waited with an expressionless face.
Thirty seconds later, the elevator opened.
Asimu walked out of it and greeted Laura with a professional smile.
“A gift for you. This is the most suitable flower I have seen recently.” Asimu smiled as he took out a flower from under his cloak and stuffed it into Laura’s hand.
Looking at the yellow flower with soft petals that looks quite strange, the word ‘beauty’ seems to have nothing to do with it. Laura asked in confusion: “What kind of flower is this?”
“You haven’t seen it before. It is a rare variety of pumpkin flower.” After waving his hand, Asimu walked straight towards an office at the far end.
“Mr. Firzaha, your express delivery has arrived, please sign for it.” He called softly from outside the door.
“Come in.” A deep voice came from inside the door.
Then, the door opened.
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