Back in the small park, Mu Anxiao was already sweating profusely. Zhang Yan smiled and looked down at his clothes, saying, "After being an old man for so many years, it was indeed a bit boring. It seems that being young is better in this era."
"If you are young," Mu Anxiao shifted the bags in her hands, "won't you become someone without an identity like me?"
"I always thought magic was superfluous, but now that I've used it, it's quite good." Zhang Yan was completely different from his appearance and attitude last night.
"Then what about your identity?" Mu Anxiao tried to ask.
Zhang Yan pushed his short bangs aside, turned, and looked at Mu Anxiao, "You've actually reminded me."
"What do you plan to do?"
"Of course, I'll continue to be your grandfather." As he spoke, Zhang Yan turned and walked towards the public restroom not far away.
Mu Anxiao looked around, then walked to a nearby bench and sat down, placing her things on the ground.
"Oh, you're back."
Mu Anxiao looked up at the young man designated as Number One walking towards her, nodded, and said, "Yes, I'm back."
Number One stopped in front of Mu Anxiao and smiled awkwardly, "I knew the boss's taste wasn't that great."
Mu Anxiao looked down at her casual clothes and said, "I think it's fine."
"Ponytail, casual clothes," Number One peeked into the bag at the other set of clothes, and chuckled, "And a tracksuit. Truly casual, aren't they?"
"I think it's good." Mu Anxiao averted her gaze.
Number One withdrew his gaze fixed on the bag and said, "I thought the boss would take you to buy a skirt, give you a perm, and then put on heavy makeup, so you'd wow us when you returned. Of course," he smiled, "your appearance doesn't seem to suit that kind of styling."
"I know." Mu Anxiao shifted her gaze to Number One's face.
"Self-aware, you are indeed quite ordinary." Number One thought for a moment and then asked, "By the way, you don't look old, why aren't you in school?"
"I came from the mountains; I didn't have the conditions growing up." Mu Anxiao said as Zhang Yan had instructed.
"Then you are truly pitiful." Number One said with a look of sympathy.
"It's okay, I don't feel pitiful." Mu Anxiao said, turning to look at Zhang Yan, who had transformed back into an old man and was walking back with grace.
Zhang Yan looked at Number One and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Number One saw Zhang Yan approaching and put on a cheeky grin, "I was just passing by and saw your granddaughter. If there's nothing else, boss, I'll be going now." He casually pointed in a direction.
"Go ahead." Zhang Yan waved his hand.
Number One smiled, turned, and left.
Mu Anxiao bent down, picked up the bags, and stood up, saying, "You're fast."
"When I have time, let's go out again."
"I have other things to do and no time to go out with you." Mu Anxiao said, when a sudden cold wind blew, her hair swayed in the wind.
Zhang Yan immediately became vigilant, "This is bad, I sense the presence of a demon soul."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao hurriedly put down the bags in her hands, took out the round disk from her pocket, and looked at it. The pointer on the disk began to spin erratically. Mu Anxiao turned her body according to the constantly changing direction of the pointer and shouted, "Your information is indeed very timely." xxs1
However, the people passing by noticed nothing unusual. One woman glanced at the disk in Mu Anxiao's hand, which showed no movement, and whispered to the man beside her, "Look, is this person crazy?"