Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 86: The Atmosphere is Very Friendly

Listening to Pei Yan’s somewhat sarcastic words and watching him continuously poke his disciple’s head with his fingers, the middle-aged man spoke again: "Stop probing, they can’t see you!"

Pei Yan retreated, shrugged, and asked: "So, only you can see me, then where is this place! Am I dreaming?" freewebnøvel.coɱ

"A dream, consider it a dream! As for where this place is, just treat it as a hide-and-seek game with an old friend." After speaking, the middle-aged man lazily pointed at the empty space in front of Pei Yan: "Sit down, I don’t like talking to people while looking up."

"You tell me to sit, and I’ll sit! Are you Japanese? You speak Chinese quite fluently!" Pei Yan dismissively glanced at the man on the soft couch, paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, examining the surrounding scenery.

Just then, a sudden intense pain struck Pei Yan’s brain, causing immediate excruciating agony, he turned angrily towards the soft couch. The opponent’s hand, which had been tucked in his bosom, had quietly emerged, pointing a finger at Pei Yan and beckoning him.

Just the gesture of a crooked finger caused such intense pain!

"Ah, damn it!" Pei Yan, unwilling to accept defeat, stretched out his hand, just about to gather his internal source to activate his ability, an even stronger tearing sensation erupted from within, as though something wanted to burst forth and tear his body apart.

The tearing pain made Pei Yan suffer unbearable pain, he couldn’t concentrate, suddenly a strong external force pressed him down forcefully.

At the same time, the sword-wielding youth standing behind the middle-aged man unsheathed his sword, cautiously staring at the empty ground in front of him. Although he couldn’t understand why his master spoke to the air, the surging internal source made him realize his master wasn’t joking, there truly was something there that he couldn’t detect.

"Can we talk properly now?" The middle-aged man withdrew his right hand, calmly asking.

Once the pressure disappeared from his body, Pei Yan got up from the ground, rubbing his aching head, obediently sat down: "Alright, I’m sure this isn’t my dream."

"Why?" The middle-aged man laughed, gesturing for the disciple behind him to sheath the longsword.

"If this were my dream, I would definitely take off your remaining arm too."

The middle-aged man didn’t get angry at Pei Yan’s provocative words, instead laughed heartily: "Youth is great! You can speak recklessly without considering consequences. Since you know it’s not a dream, aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?"

"Aren’t I under your old friend’s protection?" Pei Yan spoke and simply sprawled on the ground with arms wide open.

He didn’t feel the surrounding cold weather, yet when the middle-aged man suddenly attacked just now, he felt the endless warmth of Elder Lin’s internal source empowering him. He finally understood the meaning of the middle-aged man’s words, he wasn’t standing here alone!

Therefore, he needed to understand why he had come here.

"Oh, is it my old friends giving you confidence? Have they connected with your consciousness? If you can let any one of them come out to talk with me, I will be immensely grateful. Age makes one sentimental, if I can chat with an old friend, this festival would be worthwhile." The middle-aged man’s eyes showed rare sincerity, looking towards the distant lakeside appeared somewhat forlorn at the end.

"Alright, I can try! Hey, can anyone inside my body hear me? Someone here wants to talk with you!" Pei Yan pursed his lips, flipped up and sat upright upon seeing his demeanor, lowered his head tapped his chest seriously.

Moments later, he turned to the middle-aged man and spread his hands helplessly: "Sorry, they might be too shy to come out and meet you, why not tell me what you want to say, and I can relay it to them when I go back!"

"Forget it, I know it’s impossible. They’ll only be observers, if they truly took over your consciousness, you would have disappeared here already."

"So, old man, what exactly are you? Did you bring me here?" Pei Yan sat cross-legged, chin in hand, staring curiously at the man on the soft couch.

"I can answer your first question, I sent the people to Hu’s house to capture you today!" The middle-aged man spoke as he, too, sat cross-legged from the soft couch, leaning towards Pei Yan and looking at him with shock-filled eyes: "As for the second question, young man, you shouldn’t ask, no matter how I answer, the people inside you will question this, which will bring endless trouble for you!" He finished with a slight smirk, his face showing a hint of sarcasm.

Upon hearing these words, everyone inside Pei Yan fell silent, moments later, Lin and the other Elders sighed collectively.

Unaware of this, Pei Yan simply chuckled heartily, got up from the ground, and sat down on the soft couch, wrapping his arm around the middle-aged man’s neck, laughing as he spoke: "Don’t mind them; we’re chatting, aren’t we? You tell me, I’ll believe you!"

"You really are willing to trust me?" For Pei Yan’s rude gesture, the middle-aged man tilted his head and laughed, asking.

Pei Yan nodded affirmatively: "I trust, why not trust! It’s better than guessing blindly!"

"You brought this upon yourself, as the last fragment of the primal source to awaken, your consciousness was drawn by others with the same primal source and automatically detached from your body to come here, the current you is merely a strand of pure energy attached to your consciousness." Although not angry, the middle-aged man couldn’t stand such intimate behavior, shrugging off Pei Yan’s arm and sitting on the other end of the couch, facing Pei Yan cross-legged.

Pei Yan adjusted his position, also sitting cross-legged and facing the middle-aged man: "Primal source fragment? Isn’t it the internal source? So now am I a ghost? And the same primal source you mentioned means you and I have the same internal source? Can you mechanize too?"

"Kid, don’t take adults for fools, pretending to be all innocent just to get information from me, that’s so fake! Considering an acquaintance’s sake, I’ve already given you quite a bit of intel."

"You count that as intel? That’s petty, not generous at all, lacking the attitude to enlighten others like a proper mentor." Listening to the other speak, Pei Yan sighed disappointedly.

"You’re not my disciple, if you’re willing to be my disciple, I’d definitely teach you everything I know."

Pei Yan, touching his nose, stared at the other’s eyes, spoke languidly: "But you said you sent people to capture me today, those people threatened my family right in front of me!"

"Really? I’m sorry for that, but with big organizations, there’s always a mix of good and bad, isn’t that the same with the investigation bureau?"

"So are you the good or the bad in the investigation bureau!"

"I may not be able to kill you, but I can certainly make you unable to live independently, turning you into a fool, so young man, mind your words."

Standing behind the soft couch, Shitang Longsi was dumbfounded, watching his master extend his hand as if affectionately patting someone’s head, speaking words that were half-understood to him with kindness.

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