228: Chapter 228 Meeting the Parents (Part 1)

The matter concerning Ying Linglong had come to an end.

Time quickly arrived for the day she had promised to go meet Uncle Yun with Qian Mo.

Inside an unmanned hover taxi.

A man and a woman were sitting quietly in the back seat.

The boy appeared expressionless, but in reality, his eyes were unconsciously glancing toward the girl beside him, his hands repeatedly clenching and unclenching... Meanwhile, the girl with a high white ponytail had turned her head away, quietly admiring the scenery outside the window, as countless skyscrapers flashed by in her golden eyes.

Xing Yaoyan's attention was not actually on reality right now.

She was currently "interrogating" a "captive" in her spiritual sea who looked somewhat bored.

Huan Wuxing seemed to have decided that she couldn't do anything to her, so whenever Xing Yaoyan asked a question, she would either not answer or arrogantly mock her back, prioritizing her own satisfaction above all else.

In the end, having absolutely no other choice, Xing Yaoyan had to end this unpleasant conversation.

This was already her 85th "interrogation."

Huan Wuxing's defenses were very strong; she still hadn't managed to pry any useful intelligence out of her.

Withdrawing her consciousness from her spiritual sea, Xing Yaoyan began to think about the message Tushan Qing had sent her the day before yesterday.

Regarding the intelligence she had sent him about the Starry Sky Exploration Project, he had already organized the important information and sent her a photo.

It was a large group photo; on the photo, some people's faces had large red crosses marked over them, while others had their faces circled for emphasis.

Xing Yaoyan also spotted the face of Leng You, which she detested to the extreme, almost at a single glance...

"The red crosses represent people who are already dead, and the red circles represent people who are still alive, who need to be dealt with and require special attention..."

This was the message Tushan Qing had sent her.

Due to the sudden actions in Kyoto, to avoid suspicion, the Yao Race strongholds originally in Kyoto had already been relocated in advance. Therefore, Xing Yaoyan's current task was to continue gathering intelligence, and once humans and the Yao Race truly reached an alliance agreement to deal with the Star Calamity, she would then launch a reckoning against these people...

Tushan Qing did not expect her to complete the mission on her own, but he had said that if she personally took out a member who had participated in the "Starry Sky Exploration Project," he could provide a corresponding reward.

To describe the reward specifically, it was a reward that could help her reach a Breakthrough to Seven Marks.

Xing Yaoyan did not ask Tushan Qing how he knew the conditions required for her to reach Seven Marks, but she knew that Tushan Qing was the type of Yao who kept his word.

She had also roughly browsed through the intelligence on the Starry Sky Exploration Project; it was nothing more than complex academic language, and the only thing with any real information was this photo that looked quite old...

Feeling her arm being gently nudged, Xing Yaoyan interrupted her thoughts and turned her head in confusion to look at the boy beside her.

"We've arrived." Qian Mo rubbed his nose; he looked a bit nervous.

Upon hearing his words, Xing Yaoyan realized belatedly that the car had already stopped.

So she had been spacing out for such a long time in the car, and judging by Qian Mo's appearance, he must have been too embarrassed to disturb her...

"Why do I feel like a scumbag girl who intentionally ignores someone after getting what I want..."

Coughing lightly to cover up her embarrassment, Xing Yaoyan took the arm Qian Mo considerately offered and stepped out of the car.

They were now in the northern region of Kyoto, about a hundred kilometers away from Longxiang Academy. She had heard that this was the area where the prestigious families of Kyoto were concentrated, and now it seemed that was indeed the case.

The infrastructure here was clearly much better than in the South District; one could even see tall mechs slowly patrolling the streets. If you grabbed anyone here and stripped them of what they were wearing, it would likely be worth at least a hundred thousand credits.

Moreover, there seemed to be quite a lot of the Yao Race here. Over at Longxiang Academy, you almost never saw the Yao Race on the streets, but here, she could see cat Yao in energetic outfits, snake Yao kissing in public, and various other small groups of the Yao Race from time to time.

The overall feeling was one of being quite free.

It could be said that although they were in the same city, the South District where Longxiang Academy was located and the North District where they were now gave people vastly different feelings; one could say they were completely different urban landscapes...

Today, Xing Yaoyan was still dressed in a white shirt paired with blue jeans, wearing sunglasses that obscured her signature golden eyes. The aura fluctuations of Four Marks were faintly radiating around her body, making her look quite elegant.

She had undoubtedly become a sight on the street that turned 100% of heads.

"Look quickly, which big family's Young Miss is out having fun! I really want to go over and ask to be kept..."

"Look at that bodyguard behind her wearing a black mask; you can tell at a glance he's a high-level Esper. You go up? You'll be knocked down with one punch, believe me."

"Sisters, I feel like I'm turning into a lesbian..."

...

Listening to the discussions rising and falling around her, Xing Yaoyan didn't feel much of anything; she just walked at a steady pace along the route Qian Mo had agreed upon with her in advance.

Uncle Yun's identity seemed to be classified, so this time she and Qian Mo had specifically taken precautions to disguise themselves when going to see him, supposedly to prevent attacks from evildoers.

However, looking at the level of security in the northern region of Kyoto, things like terrorist attacks should be low-probability events...

You have to know that in the recently concluded Kyoto Star Beast elimination plan, this northern region was the most stable. People living here even said online that they hadn't received any martial law notices; they went about playing and working as usual, with everything continuing as normal.

Although there was a hint of exaggeration, this indirectly highlighted the authority of the security here.

The meeting place was a small restaurant that looked somewhat inconspicuous.

And just as they reported their private room number and went up to the second floor, Xing Yaoyan's mind suddenly stirred.

Her Malice Perception told her that almost the instant her foot landed on the stairs, several light red dots immediately lit up upstairs.

You have to know that Malice Perception not only helped her predict danger in advance but also helped her judge the degree of threat an enemy posed to her.

And now, from the aura of this red light, Xing Yaoyan could actually feel a hint of a life-threatening danger.

She had already achieved a Breakthrough to Four Marks, and if compared to Espers, she wasn't just an ordinary Tier 4; that could only mean that these entities radiating the red light of malice were, with high probability, Tier 5 or Tier 6 Espers...

For so many high-level Espers to suddenly appear in this small restaurant, there was no need to think; they must be the people of that Uncle Yun whom Qian Mo had mentioned...

As expected, he was a big shot with a high security clearance...

However, what she didn't expect was that Qian Mo, who didn't have Malice Perception, actually reacted faster than she did.

He suddenly reached out to block the girl, looked up, and shouted loudly toward the second floor:

"Uncle Yun! I've brought a friend to see you; isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to do this..."

Qian Mo's face wore a smile that Xing Yaoyan had never seen before; it was a smile mixed with respect, gratitude, and various other emotions representing joy—a smile exclusive to when meeting family.

"Hahaha... My nephew is here, huh? Hey, what are you all doing! Didn't I tell you he's my nephew? Why are you still so nervous?"

A hearty laugh, carrying the weariness of a middle-aged man, came from the second floor.