Chapter 933: Eighth Day Departure (9)

Ah??

Upon hearing that, Xiao Lan and Xiao Hu finally snapped fully awake; after all, the three of them had shed plenty of tears when they first saw the tattered fan left by Tingyun, and now seeing that familiar fluffy big tail again…

It felt like a heart that had been hanging for half a year finally settled firmly, a lightness as if a burden were lifted.

Seeing such a beautiful fox lady again, Xiao Long's cheeks flushed slightly, and he couldn't help exclaiming, "Miss Tingyun is still that gorgeous."

Xiao Long echoed, "Indeed, truly 'fox ears lightly sway, wind writes meaning; a smile brings spring back, all things flourish,' Miss Tingyun's eyes are still so beautiful, just like—"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Xiao Lan rolled her eyes. "Can you stop flaunting your literary flair? It's fine if it's pretty, no need for 'all things flourish.' Don't think I don't know—wasn't that line the poem you forced out after half an hour when the Train Team first arrived at the Celestial Ship, describing Sister Yukong? You think I've forgotten? Since your ink tank isn't full, use it sparingly."

Tang Xiao Long's face flushed instantly. "Th-this… just shows the two fox ladies share a common beauty! It's not that I can't write poetry! Moreover, even if I become a great hero at Shaolin Temple, I won't abandon my dream of becoming a writer!"

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"Y-you—what's going on?!" San Yue Qi stepped back several times, covering his mouth in surprise.

Xing's wary gaze flickered between Yang Shu and Xingqiri. "Yang Shu, did you betray us?"

"Stay calm, let me explain this time."

Walter recounted the previous events to the two, asserting that Xingqiri had no reason to lie. Moreover, to avoid complications, he would stay with Xingqiri until he left Pinokangni.

"Mr. Wanweike here is an old acquaintance of Xingqiri."

"Hello, beautiful lady." Wanweike politely bowed to San Yue, then glanced at Xing beside him. "As for this one… she's a heavyweight—did you give that control freak a good beating?"

"No need to bring up past heroics." Xing modestly waved his hand.

"Today's truly a series of surprises… last time it was Miss Tingyun, the time before that Miss Huangquan—why does Uncle Yang always bring back such remarkable people when he goes out?"

Yang Shu cleared his throat at the right moment. "Ahem, set his matter aside; we must quickly restore Miss Tingyun to her original state."

"This… might not be that simple. Yang Shu, just look and you'll see, these Miss Tingyuns are probably hard to communicate with."

While they were chatting, a Miss Tingyun suddenly approached, warmly saying, "San Yue Qi Xiaojie! How have you considered the earlier proposal?"

San Yue was now at a loss: "Proposal? That… which Miss Tingyun are you?"

"It's me! The one planning to team up with all Tingyuns to establish the 'Tingyun Business Group.'" A spark flashed in Tingyun's eyes; she smiled proudly, "Working with oneself is a rare chance, such a unified rapport guarantees smooth business! But we can't leave the dream realm, we can't do foreign trade, isn't that…"

"Ahahaha…" The flurry of praise made San Yue a bit embarrassed. "I'll think about it… wishing you all the best."

——

May blessings be offered to the beautiful world.

"Exceptionally wise… huh?"

Hezhen frowned, chewing over Miss Tingyun's words repeatedly; in the end he could only conclude… she must not be telling the truth, or was merely flattering San Yue Qi for help.

If a real liaison is needed, better let Xing handle it. He's found that although Xing seems unreliable most of the time, when tasked with management or training she can make things run smoothly even with a weak foundation—a true business prodigy.

"Hmm… but I think San Yue Qi is quite clever." Akua cradled her cup, looking puzzled. She didn't understand why Hezhen always questioned San Yue Qi's intellect, when clearly she's pretty sharp.

"Indeed, a fool finds everyone clever." Hezhen turned back, flashing a knowing smile.

"Hezhen, you jerk! Twisting the words again to call me a fool, right?! I'll make you pay today—ahhh—!"

"You'll foot the drink bill yourself."

The once‑confident fool goddess suddenly slipped and knelt on the ground.

Although this fool goddess is usually a good‑for‑nothing, she's not just idle—she's a poor good‑for‑nothing, spending every hard‑earned coin on alcohol, utterly disastrous.

Poverty.

This is Hezhen's biggest headache; compared to slaying demon kings, he more urgently needs a logistics person in his team like Tingyun, dedicated to handling money.

I wish I could trade this useless goddess at Pinokangni for a Miss Tingyun…

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"So, Mr. Walter once mentioned that this train journey is to escort a passenger back to her homeland, which is the Celestial Ship Alliance?" Xingqiri asked.

Walter nodded. "Indeed, the Celestial Ship Alliance."

"Luofu? It was recently attacked by the antimatter legion; was she fortunate to escape?"

"On the contrary, she might be the person closest to the storm's center."

"Seems like a long story."

Xingqiri suggested listening to what they were saying first; the Tingyuns formed groups of two or three, their conversations ranging from unrelated topics—some obsessed with grand schemes, others chatting about gifting and flower‑care. After hearing several groups, Wanweike looked up. "Old Sun, what do you think?"

"……"

Xingqiri took a deep breath, trying to keep his usual pleasant demeanor, but his tone wavered slightly. "Let's use a different address, friend."

"Makes it sound friendlier, just like that fox lady's habit."

"Miss Tingyun's trouble is exactly as I guessed. After that prank, she fragmented into each of her own notes." Xingqiri said, "In other words, what's scattered here are pieces of 'Tingyun.'"

San Yue Qi scratched his head. "Your explanation actually makes things more complicated…"

"In short, this isn't an isolated case in the dream; employing 'Tuning' might resolve everyone's trouble." Xingqiri surveyed the forty‑something Tingyuns, "However, these Miss Tingyuns are all too …"