Chapter 541: Will an exam admission ticket do?

The scene inside could not be said to be worlds apart from what they imagined; there was not the slightest relation.

Meng Kexin was undoubtedly the one suffering most; she hadn't even had time to grasp this newly enhanced strength before being forced to work.

Although she was mainly responsible for escorting Bai Mu Yun's soul into the mortal world, the task of blurring the boundaries between the two worlds fell to Drama Life; still, the process wasn't easy, but fortunately another energy restrained Bai Mu Yun's consciousness, making their proceedings go unusually smoothly.

What's more, she also had to suppress Bai Mu Yun's soul and place it back into his original body, ensuring Ying Duo could inscribe the rune...

Meng Kexin watched as someone obviously dressed as an official suddenly burst in, silently sitting beside Bai Mu Yun and gulping down a beer to steady her nerves.

Since she had just been leading this procedure, she happened to be seated in the center, where she immediately made eye contact with the outside official.

The official stared, taken aback; though only for an instant, he thought he saw a fleeting hint of eerie purple light in her eyes.

Meng Kexin was the only woman in the private room, her demeanor unusually relaxed and carefree, though she looked somewhat fatigued.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something writhing on the floor.

He instinctively lowered his gaze and saw Drama Life slowly creeping toward the empty sofa inside, moving like a dark, twisted caterpillar.

What the hell is this?!

They were dumbfounded, their gazes slowly shifting to the others; although Drama Life was indescribable, the rest looked roughly similar.

Hua Jian Lei held a cigarette between his fingers, but since the private room was a sealed space he didn't light it; his other hand gripped a can of beer, and his peach-blossom eyes merely glanced outside with charm before looking away.

Lao Bao was all sinew; his black jacket couldn't hide his solid muscles, and the wheat-toned skin exposed bore numerous scars, exuding raw masculinity.

As for Yang Yixie beside him, it was obvious he was a fresh-out-of-school student; his thick black-framed glasses couldn't fully conceal his expressive face.

If one had to say what was most off in this room, it was probably Bai Mu Yun, clutching his head and sitting next to Yang Yixie.

Meng Kexin had just used her ability to strip away the cocoon-like energy enveloping his consciousness, yet Bai Mu Yun still hadn't fully recovered.

Beside her sat a rather cheap-looking teddy bear; although her reason told her she should cooperate with the officials, she was so exhausted she didn't want to move a finger.

Hua Jian Lei noticed Meng Kexin's fatigue; as for the others... they were hardly worth hoping for.

Having rested for a while, he took the initiative to rise and negotiate with the officials.

Please come in; what's the matter?

Someone reported, suspecting you lot are conducting illegal activities here.

The official told the truth, but didn't explicitly say who the informant was.

But frankly, upon seeing this scene inside, he had only one thought in mind.

They really played it fancy...

Even a whiteboard appeared out of nowhere; before they came in, these people couldn't have been up to some kind of play, could they?

Given the presence of Yang Yixie here, they couldn't help but entertain that suspicion.

Hua Jian Lei and Lao Bao looked like seasoned offenders; Meng Kexin, though appearing like an innocent girl, had just taken the center seat with an air of ease that marked her as a regular.

So he headed straight for the innermost Yang Yixie and Bai Mu Yun, including the Drama Life writhing on the floor.

Sorry, please show your ID.

Fun fact: minors aren't allowed into bars.

Fun fact: although Yang Yixie is an adult, he snuck in through a window with Drama Life, so he couldn't possibly have his ID on him.

And Drama Life and Bai Mu Yun are both illegal residents in the eyes of the authorities.

That's this precise crackdown.

The scene fell into an eerie silence; Drama Life stopped its dark writhing, and Bai Mu Yun, hands propping his head, seemed not to have come to.

"...... Would an exam admission ticket do?" Yang Yixie asked weakly.

He couldn't carry his ID, but he had his college entrance exam admission ticket on him.

Having just finished the college entrance exam, he could get discounts many places with the ticket, so he tucked it into the inner layer of his phone case.

The official took the admission ticket from Yang Yixie's hand; it bore his identity info, confirming he was an adult.

Actually, this was mainly aimed at Yang Yixie, who looked like a student, but since they were already checking, they might as well check everyone.

"Not carrying one," facing the ordinary official, Drama Life also became somewhat honest, outright imitating Yang Yixie's approach: "Would a photo of a university student ID work?"

Finally, the official turned his gaze to Bai Mu Yun.

From the moment they entered until now, Bai Mu Yun had kept both hands propping his head, never lifting it to look at them.

According to the informant, the one who had just been lying on the table posing as a corpse seemed to be this white-haired curly-headed guy.

"What's going on with him?"

The official frowned, stepped forward, and tried to pat Bai Mu Yun's shoulder to check his condition.

Who would have thought that as he approached, Bai Mu Yun sensed something, reflexively grabbed the official's hand, and Yang Yixie lunged forward, swatting Bai Mu Yun's hand away.

Bai Mu Yun's strength was beyond what an ordinary person could match; this grip could easily crush a normal person's hand.

The official instinctively stepped back half a pace; although only briefly, his wrist turned red, feeling as if a few more seconds would snap it clean off.

Drama Life hurriedly lunged forward to shield Bai Mu Yun, then began spouting nonsense.

"Eh, this guy's just hopeless—he passes out after a sip of alcohol and loves to get rowdy when drunk."

The official's brows remained tightly knotted; that move could have been big or small, but aside from this unconscious white-haired man, there was really nothing unusual.

"Can you prove you know him?"

Of course not.

Yang Yixie gave Hua Jian Lei a look; Hua Jian Lei instantly understood, and a white flame of pure energy sparked his cigarette.

The smoke drifted upward, as if controlled, drifting toward the few ordinary people.

"I have it here."

Hua Jian Lei pretended to pull out his phone to fetch evidence for him, but actually used Aberrant Arts to subtly alter what they saw; soon, after confirming everything was correct, the official left.

But after the door closed, although the soundproofing was excellent, the few with heightened hearing still caught a sentence from outside, spoken by someone unknown.

"Splurged on a male model, ended up ordering just a few cans of beer."

Once again, a strange silence.