Huai Shi, no, Lady SuZi had never been so moved by the end of a journey before.
If she hadn't been afraid that Yuan Zhao would imagine something weird, Huai Shi couldn't help but want to wipe away two drops of happiness tears from the remnants of the cataclysm.
But at last, she had freaking made it.
The moment the car door opened, Lady SuZi stood up and, carrying her bag, dashed towards customs. She couldn't care less about possibly exposing her identity anymore, even if it meant walking right into the lion's den.
She couldn't take it anymore.
Meanwhile, Yuan Zhao was still stunned in place, watching Lady SuZi's retreating figure for a long time before he murmured with appreciation, "As expected of Miss Huaizhi, even her shy manner is so adorable..."
Next to him, the deputy principal, who had just disembarked, staggered slightly and turned back to glare at him. His lips parted, but in the end... he said nothing.
"HMPH!" Yuan Zhao puffed out his chest, looking at the disheveled retreat of the 'Black Evil Force' and smiled a smile of justice.
He felt that his Dongxia Genealogy license had become a bit more vibrant.
Then, he realized... Where had SuZi, no, Miss Huaizhi gone?
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"I just can't live like this anymore."
Huai Shi sighed, looking down at the mirror in the restroom to see a completely unfamiliar teenage girl looking back at him. The thought of that being himself gave him a headache.
That awful Tong Ji, couldn't she have made him look uglier? Why did she have to make him look so pretty?
Allowing her to disguise him from the get-go was a mistake!
Also, that stinky little sister Amber definitely needed to pay more, or else his great sacrifice would be wasted!
After cursing Luo Su, that Old Turtle who only wanted to watch the fun, tens of thousands of times in his heart, Huai Shi opened his small purse and began to reapply makeup amidst Beelzebub's mocking laughter.
Had he not taken proper care of himself recently? He felt he even had forehead lines...
More than ten minutes later, he came to realize that something wasn't quite right.
His thoughts were slipping too severely!
He felt that continuing like this would transform him into something strange, and he had to change his image.
After pondering for a moment, Huai Shi deftly braided his hair into two unsophisticated pigtail braids and took out a pair of tacky-looking glasses from his backpack to wear on the bridge of his nose.
Looking up, for some reason, he felt even worse!
After fussing around for half a day, he could only dejectedly return to his original look, sighed, and walked out of the restroom.
It was only when he heard the foreign languages around him and saw those little enticing zines publicly for sale at the station's newsstands, which made the Ravens' hearts beat, that he realized he had arrived in Yingzhou.
The inside of the station was quite modern. Sublimators were coming and going, quickly merging into the flow of people at the upper-level Kyoto Station and then dispersing in all directions.
As one of the major transportation hubs between the Current Circumstances and the Border, it was far from deserted, with a surging crowd of people.
However, as he moved along, Huai Shi instinctively detected the eerie gaze coming from behind him and that discordant following step among the multitude of footsteps.
Someone was tracking him.
He had been targeted right after getting off the train.
His steps faltered for a moment. Then he suddenly took a detour, not heading towards the area combined with the Ivory Tower but casually wandering among the shops within the station.
He led the tracker, who thought he was well-hidden within the crowd, on a merry chase.
With the insight and Ability from the Mirror of Nothingness, Huai Shi was quite sensitive to any emotion directed at him, especially those pretend-casual glances cast from behind.
If one didn't know how to suppress their own emotions, then even the most careful gaze could trigger changes in Huai Shi's Source Substance.
In the crowd, the white-dressed teenage girl suddenly halted.
The crowd at the crossroads briefly congregated. When they dispersed, her figure had vanished without a trace.
A backpacker dressed as a traveler paused, took off his sunglasses to look, but couldn't find her anywhere. His brow furrowed.
He didn't rush to check but instead took two steps back and turned to leave.
In a slightly dark corner, Huai Shi's unnoticeable presence emerged.
This was the innate concealment advantage of a Yin Soul in the shadows.
After two advancements and enhancements, the Buried Sacred Place could create an effect almost like invisibility even in slightly dim light. With his concealment skills, countering such tracking was hardly a problem.
But Huai Shi was more curious: Who was tracking him?
Had he been exposed right after getting off the train?
That didn't seem right. If it were people from the Yingzhou Jurisdiction Bureau, they would have confronted him directly by now, taking photographs and asking him to cooperate with an investigation. There was no need for sneaky tracking.
He had the Book of Fate with him. Whoever tried to divine his location would only conclude that he was currently in London undergoing investigation and education. The strategy room of Yingzhou probably wouldn't waste too much manpower on this issue after having deported him.
So, who would harbor malicious intentions towards the now weak and pitiable Miss Huaizhi?
He followed along.
But he found that the backpacker, after several turns, actually entered a men's restroom!
Had he been discovered?
He hesitated for a moment.