24: Too yellow, isn't it?

Gao Xiaofan looked at the messages constantly popping up in the die-hard fan group, his expression unreadable.

Strong Hand Cracks Skull: "Fist Brother, wait for your Skull Brother. We definitely have to go and mooch some food and drinks!"

Online ID: "Hmm, I'm right here in H City, Hahahaha."

Nickname: Turtle Hitting King: "How envious. Too bad us wage slaves can't get away."

Nickname: "I know Xiaofan's residential complex. I definitely have to go and mooch some food and drinks."

First-Class Competitive Fishing Master Yu Weibao: "Hmph, it's not like I can't go."

Gao Xiaofan wiped the corners of his eyes and looked up again, feeling as if the full moon had drawn a little closer to him.

"Everyone come. My van has plenty of space."

Adults are always caught up in things beyond their control, yet there's always that one moment where they do something completely irrational.

Gao Xiaofan held a cigarette between his fingers, resting his arm on the van's window as he scrolled through his phone out of boredom.

Intentional Punch: "Almost there. I'm exiting the station and looking for my Skull Brother."

Strong Hand Cracks Skull: "Don't rush, my train is delayed. It'll be a while."

Intentional Punch: "Skull Brother, what's the deal? We agreed to meet up."

First-Class Competitive Fishing Master Yu Weibao: "It took forever to get my leave approved. I'll be there in half an hour. Wait for me, brothers."

Gao Xiaofan put away his phone and glanced up at the sun hanging high in the sky, feeling the gentle breeze brush against his face.

Yeah, it's good weather for fishing.

Ten minutes later, a man with a head of bright yellow hair walked out of the exit, making Gao Xiaofan unable to help but stare.

A Super Saiyan? Tsk tsk, do people still watch that nowadays?

It'd be more accurate to say he's imitating Sett.

Huh? Sett???

Gao Xiaofan watched the man in horror as he looked around before walking toward him.

His strides grew larger and larger. For some reason, a voice echoed in Gao Xiaofan's mind.

"Get... slammed!"

"Brother Wo Zi, guess who I am."

"Intentional Punch, obviously."

Seeing the stares from the passengers at the High-Speed Rail Station, Gao Xiaofan just wanted to hide in the car.

Acting on the thought, he immediately pulled open the car door and ducked inside.

Intentional Punch followed suit immediately, plopping down into the passenger seat.

"Brother Quan, do you really like Sett that much?"

Gao Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief. It felt much better inside the car. He handed over a cigarette, which Intentional Punch took, lit, and took a deep drag from.

"Yeah, why?"

"Even so, you didn't have to dye it this color. It's way too yellow~"

"Real men have to be 'yellow'. It's perfectly normal. Just wait until Strong Hand Cracks Skull arrives; he'll definitely be yellow too."

Intentional Punch exhaled a cloud of smoke and spoke with a look of confidence.

Gao Xiaofan was speechless. He felt like Intentional Punch was making a double entendre, but he soon began to look forward to it. He was prepared this time—he definitely wasn't getting out of the car.

The two of them smoked, their eyes wide as they scanned the station exit.

After a while, they still hadn't seen anyone. Gao Xiaofan rubbed his aching eyes and glanced at Intentional Punch beside him, who was still staring intently at the exit, looking for his companion.

"Brother Wo Zi?" a childish voice called out.

Gao Xiaofan and Intentional Punch turned to look and saw a boy who looked like a University Student with black-rimmed glasses standing by the driver's side.

Gao Xiaofan was stunned.

Intentional Punch leaned over. "What are you dazing for? Your fan is greeting you."

The boy outside the door saw a bright yellow object suddenly pop up from the passenger side and jumped back in fright.

"Holy crap, what a yellow Golden Retriever."

Gao Xiaofan asked tentatively, "Strong Hand Cracks Skull?"

"Yeah. Brother Wo Zi, when did you get a Golden Retriever? This fur is way too... yellow." The boy smiled, then continued as he pulled open the back door.

"Where's my Fist Brother? Didn't he arrive be—be—"

Strong Hand Cracks Skull stared in horror at the man with a head of bright yellow hair in the passenger seat, who was staring back at him expressionlessly.

Intentional Punch silently opened the door and got out. With gentle movements, he slowly pulled open the back door and stepped inside.

Strong Hand Cracks Skull was now paralyzed. A voice couldn't help but echo in his mind.

"Get... slammed!"

"Skull Brother, you're quite young for a 'brother'."

"...I was wrong." Strong Hand Cracks Skull was completely dumbfounded as he looked at Intentional Punch squeezing in beside him.

"Skull Brother, who was it that told me real men have to dye their hair golden?"

"Ah... holy crap, I was wrong, Brother Quan." Strong Hand Cracks Skull was terrified.

Listening from the front, Gao Xiaofan almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Alright, alright, stop messing around. Once we pick up Fish Fed Full, we can leave."

Only then did Intentional Punch stop acting up, looking aggrieved.

Strong Hand Cracks Skull also recovered, feeling both scared and curious.

"Fist Brother—no, Brother Quan, you really went and dyed it?"

Hearing his question, Intentional Punch clenched his fists, nearly giving him a punch. He thought about it and decided to ignore him.

But before long, Intentional Punch couldn't stand the silence in the car and started looking for a topic.

"Hmm, you aren't still a University Student, are you?"

Strong Hand Cracks Skull uttered a few 'ahs' before replying.

"Ah... yeah, I'm a Sophomore."

Intentional Punch said with a look of relief, "Even though you tricked me into dyeing my hair, I don't blame you. Just based on our names, it must be fate."

Strong Hand Cracks Skull had a look like he was constipated upon hearing that, stammering.

Intentional Punch looked at him suspiciously.

Finally, Strong Hand Cracks Skull couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha... Brother, I really didn't do it on purpose... I only picked my current name because I saw yours... Hahahaha..."

"Damn it, you really deserve to die!!!" Intentional Punch was so angry he almost jumped up.

Gao Xiaofan really couldn't hold it back now; he was laughing so hard he was gasping for air.

"Hahaha... *hic*... I can't... stop it, you two... I'm going to die laughing... *hic*... stop it."

"Yeah, Fish Fed Full is coming out soon, Hahahaha... I wonder what they look like... Hahaha... *hic*."

The two in the back looked at Gao Xiaofan clutching his stomach, speechless.

Strong Hand Cracks Skull quickly changed the subject: "Yeah, I think they're definitely an old man, quite old, even older than Brother Quan."

The veins on Intentional Punch's forehead were about to pop. He exhaled: "I think they're probably more like a creepy guy like you."

Strong Hand Cracks Skull: ???

Gao Xiaofan: "I agree with Brother Quan. Usually, people with IDs like that are youngsters."

Then, the three of them stared wide-eyed at the exit. Gao Xiaofan had a bad premonition; he felt like this scene was all too familiar.