Bonus 6 Part 2

The metal foil that had sealed the sharp-toothed man's mouth shot out and turned into an extremely thin "spider silk," sticking to the door. The metal thread glinted coldly under the streetlamp, daring anyone who dared to break in to face a gruesome fate.

The "Sharp Fang" reacted quickly, barely braking before swooping towards the window.

Just then, the panicked crowd, flickering lights, and even a water cup knocked over by a young Youth Training Institute student...all froze in mid-air.

Their time had been suspended.

Soon after, a young man holding a stopwatch broke open the window and led a group of gray-uniformed "Wind Gods" in, quickly pinning down the "Sharp Fang" and handcuffing him in no time.

The young man with the stopwatch had a stern expression on his face: "As soon as the Wind Gods received the report, we knew someone was abusing their spiritual-type abilities to sell hallucinogens to customers and lure them into addiction. You can remain silent, but every word you say will be used as evidence in court...why are you grabbing me? I haven't finished my lines yet!"

As he was in the middle of his rambling, his colleague interrupted him and pointed forward, "Team Leader Zhang..."

The leader was none other than the legendary Wind God agent Zhang Zhao.

Following his colleague's finger, he instinctively stood at attention and exclaimed, "Captain Yan!"

Yan Qiushan, wearing a deep jacket, squinted his eyes and finally exhaled his first puff of smoke, "I notified you guys ten minutes ago, why are you so slow?"

Zhang Zhao saw him as if he had seen his own father, his calf muscles twitching, and awkwardly chuckled, "We...we got stuck in traffic..."

His colleague from the Wind Gods once again pulled him back.

Zhang Zhao closed his eyes and stood at attention with a stiff neck, "Wind God's response time should not exceed seven minutes. We were late! There is no excuse, we were wrong! We will immediately write a self-criticism report!"

Yan Qiushan glanced at him and ordered, "Evacuate the personnel and handle the scene."

Zhang Zhao felt as if he had been granted a pardon and hurriedly led his team to get to work.

With one hand around Zhi Chun's shoulder, Yan Qiushan glanced at the interns around them, who looked like quails.

"Who was it that just said they would 'let it go'?"

Zhi Chun: "..."

"Team Two, I'm asking you, how did you conduct the initial assessment? A mutated wolf spider this big was hiding in the store, and you guys didn't notice? With so many customers coming and going, not one of you has sharp senses?

"You treated a pet that was intentionally raised as a wild animal, deduct three points! The owner of this bar was a former wanted criminal by the bureau, with a level eleven spiritual-type ability, and he crushed more than half of the field team. Do you think you can handle him? Why didn't you do a background check before coming here? Assessment error, deduct five points!

"Finally, you didn't clear the scene before taking action, and your preparation was insufficient, almost injuring someone. Deduct fifteen points."

The interns collectively gasped in shock.

In a place where no one could see, Zhi Chun quietly pinched the tender flesh on Yan Qiushan's wrist and twisted it.

Yan Qiushan, known as the toughest guy in the Wind God forces, didn't even flinch and said coldly, "Your group will be at the bottom this semester, all credits will be cleared, and you'll have to repeat the year."

With that, he coldly walked away without changing his expression.

Zhi Chun felt sorry for the children who were about to cry and followed Yan Qiushan out while trying to comfort them them over Yan Qiushan's shoulder, "You won't have to repeat the year, I promise..."

But before he could finish his sentence, Yan Qiushan covered the puppet's face with one hand and held him tightly in his arms without saying a word.

It wasn't until they reached a crossroad that Zhi Chun's puppet finally struggled out of Yan Qiushan's grasp and glared at him angrily.

Yan Qiushan locked eyes with him, not just a simple stare, but also extended his wrist that had just been pinched, accusingly looking at him.

Zhi Chun had always lost in the staring contest, he had never won in his life.

Sitting in Yan Qiushan's arms, he rubbed Yan Qiushan's wrist with his wooden-carved little hand and said, "I shouldn't have pinched you, but you shouldn't scare the kids like that. You can't really make them repeat the grade, you weren't even that strict with Zhang Zhao and Little Gu before. You'll become the least popular instructor at the Youth Training Institute in the future. Why do you become more aloof as you get older?"

Yan Qiushan said lightly, "What's the benefit of being popular? If something happens, others will worry too. I can't even repay people's kindness, so I might as well be aloof."

Zhi Chun was stunned.

But Yan Qiushan pushed his wrist in front of Zhi Chun and said, "Look, it's turning red."

Zhi Chun: "..."

Some people are just shameless, with thick skin and tough flesh!

Yan Qiushan stubbornly lifted his wrist a bit higher, bringing his mouth only one centimeter away from the Heart-Piercing Grass puppet.

Zhi Chun had no choice.

The power of an old man's coquetry was too strong, so he could only kiss Yan Qiushan's wrist and ask, "Is that enough?"

Yan Qiushan asked, "What about the real thing?"

Zhi Chun thought to himself, why doesn't this Heart-Piercing Grass puppet have the ability to roll its eyes?

So he casually replied, "I've already kissed with my real body too."

In the darkness of the night, Yan Qiushan's eyes curved slightly. "You're just trying to fool me."

Zhi Chun retorted, "You can't even feel it!"

Yan Qiushan replied, "I can feel it."

Walking beside him, Zhi Chun glanced at him and a car approached them head-on. The car's headlights brushed past Yan Qiushan's eyes, coating them with a thin layer of light that spread from the iris to the corners, twinkling like stars.

In that instant, he was unbelievably gentle.

So Zhi Chun hurried a few steps and stood in front of Yan Qiushan.

Oblivious, Yan Qiushan continued walking with one hand holding the wooden puppet, and he walked straight into Zhi Chun's open arms.

In that moment of human and spirit intermingling, they shared a fleeting kiss... and coincidentally, Yan Qiushan blinked at that exact moment.

It was as if he could really feel it and deliberately closed his eyes.

Zhi Chun said, "This time it's..."

'Real', but he didn't finish his sentence before a set of clumsy footsteps caught up to them.

Zhang Zhao ran over, panting, "Captain Yan! Brother Zhi Chun!"

It had been five years since the rekindling of the Chiyuan, and people were slowly getting used to the world of "human evolution."

The talking wooden doll was still a rare sight, but people had seen all sorts of strange things and were no longer surprised by them.

Even Zhang Zhao had grown up...although he still looked like a scrappy little boy under the tutelage of Wang Ze, who was not exactly a model citizen.

Zhang Zhao's cheekbones and jawline had developed a bit, shedding his baby fat and giving him a more angular look.

But when he stood before Yan Qiushan, he still looked like a nervous little boy.

"Captain Wang has reported to headquarters, and most of the local team leaders are here. Oh, by the way, isn't tomorrow the weekend? They're having a team building event tonight. Sister Gu said Captain Yan wasn't responding to messages, but I happened to have good luck and caught you. How about... after we escort the suspect back, you come with me?"

After listening, Yan Qiushan directly refused without any hesitation, "No, what would I go to the team building for... pinching me again? The interns are kids for you to take care of, but how old is he already? He even has a beard!"

Zhang Zhao touched his chin with a look of grievance, "But I started growing a beard when I was fourteen."

With a smile, Zhi Chun said to him, "You guys go ahead, we can't make it today. We have plans later. Have fun and we can video chat tonight. Tell Little Yuexi to come directly to our house if she needs anything. Why bother with messages? Some people may not understand manners and boundaries, so don't worry too much about him."

Yan Qiushan: "..." Someone was unhappy again.

Disappointed, Zhang Zhao let out a sigh.

Like a third wheel who had to tag along on his parents' wedding anniversary, he stuck to Yan Qiushan and followed them all the way to the subway station.