Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 616 - 610 Farewell (Request for Subscription)

Though they called it a handover, Pei Yan actually had nothing to hand over. The army was already in a rest phase, and the only task was to notify the Demon Race's side. But he realized that even this step was unnecessary at the last moment.

This was because one of his main partners in the past four years, Xila, was also going to travel with him to the Daoist Plane. Standing at the entrance of the soon-to-be-opened Space Passage, Pei Yan turned to examine the extravagant lineup of the Demon Race's group. Behind Xila, besides the newly advanced high-level Demon Fritz Samikina, there were three other high-level Demons. Pei Yan didn't recognize these three, but judging from the unique aura emanating from their bodies and Samikina's respectful attitude towards them, their strength was clearly no ordinary high-level Demons.

Behind these four high-level Demons were eight mid-level Demons, and sixteen newly-promoted high-level Demons—a pure lineup of high-level Demons. Seeing such an array, Pei Yan couldn't help but lament the huge disparity in overall strength between the two planes. This is their foundation! Disregarding combat power, they have already surpassed you in terms of the number of high-level experts. Even though the Investigation Hall has progressed rapidly, it could barely muster enough personnel of the same level; yet, the delegation on the other side was so luxurious.

"Are you going to a ceremony or a war?" Pei Yan turned his head and whispered into Xila's ear.

Upon hearing this, Xila replied disdainfully, "Do you think it's just a simple ceremony? My race has been in turmoil for many years, and the news has spread for quite some years. However, reinforcements from other planes have delayed their actions under the pretext of unresolved internal chaos. This time, representing both my father and the Masters of Origin from various planes to finalize the reinforcements in person, it is necessary to show them our race's retained strength and prove that we are not to be underestimated in battle!"

At this, Xila glanced at Pei Yan and laughed lightly, "Your leaders rushing to bring you back have the same intention! When the time comes, the number of people from your Investigation Hall may be even more than ours."

Recalling Gu Shenghui's words last night, Pei Yan did not deny and nodded slightly. Even if they were putting on a brave front, the hall would go all out this time to assemble elite personnel to shake other planes, making them not underestimate the existence of the Keystone Plane. To achieve this while preventing a vulnerable state that could be exploited, the hall even borrowed personnel from other countries to temporarily sit at the defense headquarters. This was indeed a united expedition by the Keystone Plane's psychics.

As Pei Yan was deep in thought, he suddenly felt a jab at his waist and turned his head to see his sister winking at him. Following her gaze, he saw Sifuer all dressed up and looking at him with grievance from the back of the crowd. Their eyes met briefly, and Pei Yan awkwardly smiled and turned his head back with a helpless sigh.

Since the Jiang Feiyang incident, this lady whom he first met upon arriving at the Hell Plane, had kept a distance, making every meeting awkward and concerning herself with other matters. Pei Yan wasn't unaware of her feelings and later understood her concerns. Despite admiring her beauty, it stopped at admiration only, as there was destined to be no result between them, so why add unnecessary trouble?

Thus, he gradually shifted the collaboration with the Demon Race to Xila, while Sifuer took charge of logistics support. Their meetings became fewer and fewer, and since Sifuer was not selected to join the Demon Race's delegation due to inadequate strength, she would have to stay in the Hell Plane. This farewell meant it was unknown when they would meet again.

After all, they had been companions for five years. Thinking of this made Pei Yan a bit sentimental, and after rummaging through his pockets, he suddenly found a lighter he had gotten from Gu Shenghui. Hesitating momentarily, he walked through the crowd to Sifuer, grabbed her hand, and placed it in her palm, saying with a smile, "It's nothing valuable, you've seen me use it, you should know how to use it. Keep it as a souvenir."

Sifuer received the lighter, opened and extinguished the flame skillfully, then looked at Pei Yan. She took down two wind chime-like ornaments from her demon horns and placed them in Pei Yan's hands, asking softly, "Will you come back?"

"I will. After the affairs on that side are settled, um, in your time estimation, it will be at least a year, perhaps two or three years. I must return; the Disaster Legion is unresolved, leaving a latent threat of invasion to my world. Things must come to an end! Ahaha!" Pei Yan took the chimes without much thought and put them in his pocket, scratching his head and laughing heartily.

"Alright, then I'll wait for your return," Sifuer murmured in a voice barely audible.

When Pei Yan returned to the crowd, he saw Xila looking at him with a teasing smile, making him feel guilty and say, "Why are you smiling at me?"

"Did you accept those wind chimes?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Idiot! You'll have headaches because of them." Xila snorted and stopped talking, stepping ahead as the Space Passage steadied.

"Baffling," Pei Yan grumbled and closely followed.

Returning to the territory of the real world after many years, looking at both familiar and unfamiliar modern high-tech gadgets, and the crowd staring from afar, Pei Yan suddenly felt a sense of time's distortion. He wasn't the only one with this feeling; Wang Wenze, who had been stationed in the Hell Plane for four years, felt his nose getting sour and almost cried.

Pei Yan patted his brother's shoulder and laughed, "If you want to cry, do it at home! Oh! Nowadays, your family and mine have both been moved to the same neighborhood by the hall. Home visits are now much easier."

"Yes, it's high time I visit my future father-in-law!" Wang Wenze said with a daring spirit, wiping the corners of his eyes and putting an arm around Liang Qian.

"Sure! Hope you have this bravado when you meet your father-in-law. I won't bother you; my sister and I have to hurry home to see our parents!" Pei Yan laughed, teasing Wang Wenze and then turning to Pei Jin, he said, "Sis, we can't go home empty-handed. I'm going to fetch my payroll card; let's take the Teleportation Array to buy some specialties to bring home."

"No need!" Yu Zhongmin, in charge of reception, quickly arranged lodging for Xila's group and then walked up to Pei Yan with a smile, saying, "Xiaopei, the message of you returning home has already been informed to your parents some day in advance. They are all waiting for you! To let you spend more quality time with family, we've prepared your homecoming gifts. Cigarettes, liquor, health products, specialties from everywhere, all in stock, everybody gets a share; pick what you want to bring back."

With that, Yu Zhongmin led a highly expectant group to an office, opened the door, and showed an array of gifts: drinks, cigarettes, mountain goods, and sea products, along with various teas and health products. Pei Yan laughed honestly and, turning around, genuinely praised, "Yu Chu, you've been so considerate. We won't stand on ceremony then; I'll thank you on behalf of my parents!"

Yu Zhongmin was quite pleased and waved his hand, saying, "No need to be polite! You are already the hall's mainstays, having contributed to the hall exceptionally. Take as much as you want! Take as much as you want! If it's not enough, there's still stock in the warehouse; it's all specially approved by the hall!"