“Knock, knock, knock…”
The door was suddenly knocked, and both of them looked towards the entrance.
“I’ll get it. You go back inside and don’t make a sound.”
No one usually looked for him at this time, but An Chen could roughly guess who it was.
It was either Zhao Jing or someone from Kunpeng.
After opening the door, An Chen indeed saw the short-haired man he had met at the internet cafe that day.
“Hey, good evening. Although it’s not our first meeting, I haven’t introduced myself yet. I’m Zhang Wei from Kunpeng. Zhang as in the bow-long Zhang, and Wei as in defending the nation.”
The short-haired man smiled and greeted An Chen, as if they were very familiar.
“Hmm, hello.”
An Chen quietly closed the door a little, leaving only a hand-width gap.
“I’m here to deliver your identification documents. Ask the person to come out and take a look, otherwise I can’t confirm their identity, right?”
“Anyway, it’s all fake information.”
An Chen pouted.
“It doesn’t matter. Besides, if there wasn’t such a person, how would I dare to give you these identification documents?”
Zhang Wei clung to the door, squeezing half of his head inside, still sporting his smiling face.
“Come here!”
An Chen called out to the bedroom, and Su Xiaojiu obediently ran out.
“Are you… Ms. Su Xiaoxiao?”
Zhang Wei looked at the ID photo in his hand, then glanced at Su Xiaojiu in front of him.
“???”
Su Xiaojiu looked at An Chen with a face full of question marks, while An Chen lightly coughed.
“Your fake name, it sounds like you, but it’s not entirely your name. How good is that?”
Su Xiaojiu, for once, rolled her eyes, then nodded.
“It’s me.”
“It’s fine, everyone knows each other anyway. Who doesn’t know the Ninth Young Miss of Fire Phoenix Sect?”
“…”
“…”
An Chen and Su Xiaojiu exchanged glances, speechless.
This fake name seemed unnecessary.
However, An Chen also confirmed one thing at this moment: this short-haired man named Zhang Wei was also a Transcendent, and he had probably Transmigrated for a very long time. As for his strength… he was definitely much stronger than An Chen and Su Xiaojiu.
“Is there anything else?”
Knowing Zhang Wei’s identity, An Chen was slightly more polite, but still had an attitude of wanting to send him away.
“Nothing.”
Zhang Wei rubbed his short hair, baring his teeth, and just as he was about to turn and leave, he clung to the door again and said:
“Oh, right, it might be a bit dangerous and chaotic outside these two days. Remember to protect yourself well.”
Zhang Wei wiggled his right index finger towards the sky.
“There are quite a few Transcendents near you.”
With that, Zhang Wei finally turned and left.
“How many is ‘quite a few’?”
“Can’t say!”
Zhang Wei didn’t look back and pressed the elevator button.
An Chen kept the door ajar, staring at Zhang Wei until he entered the elevator.
“Was that person the one who came to your workplace last time?”
“Yes, he’s also a member of the organization that manages Transcendents and arrests Transcendents from the Nine Continents like you.”
Su Xiaojiu shivered.
“Can you tell his strength?”
“I can’t sense his Qi. He’s at least in the Spirit Nurturing Stage.”
Su Xiaojiu shook her head.
“If someone like him wanted to catch me, I could escape or even counter-kill if I tried hard. But the one who caught Zhang Youcai at the construction site last time, if I met him, I’d just have to find a place with good Feng Shui to die.”
An Chen checked the time, then looked up at Su Xiaojiu.
“Come with me to the internet cafe later. Don’t stay alone in the room tonight, it might not be safe.”
…
With her identity, Su Xiaojiu no longer needed to use a Stealth Talisman every time she went out.
There were three computers at the service desk. One was used as a surveillance monitor, An Chen used one of the other two, and there was just one left for Su Xiaojiu.
Arriving at their workstations early, An Chen spent over an hour teaching Su Xiaojiu how to use the keyboard and mouse.
He had previously recommended two videos on learning Hanyu Pinyin to Su Xiaojiu, but she probably hadn’t watched them carefully, as she still couldn’t type Pinyin.
An Chen simply let her wear headphones and learn Hanyu Pinyin next to him, hoping she would master this useful skill soon.
“Boss, a private room for the night, plus four bottles of soda, two bags of chicken feet, and two bags of potato chips.”
A young man with yellow hair walked in laughing with a few friends. This guy was a regular customer of the shop. He might not be much older than An Chen, but his smoking age was not much shorter than An Chen’s, and he spent his days hanging out with his shady friends.
An Chen skillfully remotely turned on the computers and handed the snacks and drinks to the young man with yellow hair.
The young man’s gaze suddenly fell on Su Xiaojiu beside him.
“Who’s this chick?”
An Chen disliked the yellow-haired man’s frivolous tone.
He heard that this yellow-haired man often played with disreputable girls and had even been jailed for harassing high school girls.
He was probably setting his sights on Su Xiaojiu.
However, not wanting to cause trouble, An Chen still came up with an excuse.
“She’s my uncle’s friend’s daughter. He helped take care of her, then entrusted her to me. Don’t let her mature looks fool you; she’s actually two years younger than me, and most importantly, she’s a bit mentally challenged. I don’t recommend you get any ideas.”
“Mentally challenged? Really? She looks quite normal, no different from those good girls.”
The yellow-haired man eyed Su Xiaojiu up and down with ill intent, while his friends had already entered the private room with their food and drinks.
The yellow-haired man reached out to pull Su Xiaojiu’s headphones, and An Chen immediately reached out to block him. But before he could grab the yellow-haired man’s wrist, he heard Su Xiaojiu slowly speak:
“A… bo… ci… de… e… fo… ge…”
The hands of both the yellow-haired man and An Chen simultaneously froze in mid-air.
“I told you, she’s still learning Hanyu Pinyin. Her mental age is equivalent to a kindergarten senior class, and she even drools, understand?”
Listening to An Chen’s statement, the yellow-haired man withdrew his hand, rubbed his nose, looking a bit awkward.
“She really is mentally challenged.”
Watching the yellow-haired man leave sheepishly, An Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
He was afraid that if things really escalated, he wouldn’t be able to control himself, and if he injured the yellow-haired man, he might end up getting arrested himself.
In such a situation, it would generally be classified as mutual combat.
The yellow-haired man had been jailed multiple times, so he certainly wasn’t afraid, but An Chen didn’t want to be locked up for two days for no reason.
“What’s wrong? Did someone just come?”
Su Xiaojiu finished reciting the Pinyin chart, took off her headphones, and asked.
“Nothing, a customer came.”
Su Xiaojiu scratched her head in confusion.
“I felt like someone was looking at me just now, and seemed to say something, but I was learning Pinyin, so I ignored him. Was there really no one?”
An Chen scratched his head guiltily.
“Yes, there was a customer just now. He heard you read the Pinyin chart and praised your standard pronunciation.”
“I’m amazing, right? Hehe!”
Su Xiaojiu smiled happily.
“Amazing, amazing, you’re the most amazing…”