I thought, that makes sense!

It's like the relationship between a military commander and a political commissar. The commander makes the decisions on how to fight, while the commissar takes care of everything else.

There are so many trivial things in daily life. If someone is willing to take care of them, why wouldn't I agree? I'd be happy to relax.

"Okay, it's a deal!" I raised my hand and bumped fists with Ye Yang.

Ye Yang nodded slightly and said, "Pay for the table first. I'll treat you to the meal."

I was starting to like Ye Yang a little. At least he wasn't an unreasonable guy.

When I went to pay, it finally dawned on me: wait a minute! We both broke the table, so why am I paying for it alone?

Also, missions are definitely shorter than daily life! So that means I have to listen to him most of the time!

Scheming!

Ye Yang is definitely a schemer, a sly one!

I've been tricked!

No wonder Gui Da told me: never let your guard down, or you'll definitely suffer!

I was deceived by Ye Yang!

But we already made a pact with a palm strike. A warlock's palm strike isn't just a casual gesture; it's the simplest form of mystical contract. If I break the agreement, I'll be held accountable by the spirits.

The spirits are always extremely strict with a warlock's vows and contracts. I don't want to argue with them over something so trivial.

I was planning on a simple meal, but Ye Yang ordered a whole fish feast.

The guy's table manners were quite refined, but he was fast! He held the rice bowl in his hand and shoveled rice into his mouth like a magic trick.

I was treating him, but he wasn't afraid of stuffing himself.

I started competing with him. By the end of the meal, we had emptied the restaurant's rice cooker. The owner had to borrow another one from a competitor!

Rice bucket! Ye Yang is a complete rice bucket! Even though I ate one more bowl than him, I still looked down on him as a rice bucket!

I won the eating contest, but I wasn't happy at all. The money in my pocket was gone!

Ye Yang, under the guise of taking care of daily life, got me to the provincial capital and took over a pet shop. It mainly sells ornamental fish and pet cats. Old Liu is an expert at raising fish, so I don't have to worry about it at all.

Ye Yang raises cats. More than twenty of them. When they see him, they act like they've seen their father, pestering him constantly, but they never pay any attention to me.

Old Liu's fish sell well. In less than a month, he accumulated a group of regular customers and stole business from other aquariums.

Ye Yang hasn't sold a single cat. I don't think he plans to sell them. When a customer comes in, he asks them questions like he's checking their household registration: What's your financial situation? Do you have love? Do you have a sense of responsibility? What if the cat gets sick? What if the cat runs away?

Buying a cat requires signing an agreement with him. If you don't want to keep it, you must return it, and he can buy it back at the original price!

Is this doing business? I think he just wants to raise cats!

A man who raises cats, heh—

I heard people say that men who like to raise cats are all showy!

Ye Yang must be a repressed showoff.

But many young girls are attracted to him and treat him like a god, calling him "Brother Ye" so affectionately.

This guy's true intention is elsewhere!

Heh heh—

As for me, Ye Yang didn't arrange anything for me to do. I'm so idle that my bones ache!

I look forward to missions every day!

Going out and risking my life with ghosts is better than staying at home with a bunch of cats who don't like me.

The cats at home must have been corrupted by Ye Yang. They just ignore me.

Actually, I also like petting cats, but the problem is they're Ye Yang's cats. When they see me, they don't even say hello, they just turn around and leave. Why aren't they this cold to Ye Yang? It makes me so angry that I almost want to stick a few spiritual talismans on the cats to see if they're possessed by female ghosts.

I stayed at home, half-dead, for a month, and then a package arrived. It said it was for me to sign for, and the sender was: Nie Xiaochun.

I've never heard of a Nie Xiaochun, but the courier repeatedly confirmed that I was the recipient.

I opened the package inexplicably. Inside was an incense burner with an antique design and a pink shell.

The first thing I saw when I saw the incense burner was Zi Ye – there was spiritual energy flowing on the incense burner, which meant that there was a spirit inside.

Not the spirit of the incense burner itself, but a wandering soul attached to it.

I gently tapped the furnace twice with Zi Ye, and heard a girl's voice in the furnace shouting, "What are you knocking for? Don't you know I'm sleeping? Just wait..."

"Oh ho, quite the temper!" I turned to Old Liu and shouted, "Old Liu, bring the cat litter box, I'll fill it up for her first."

"Stop!" A delicate-looking spirit with sleepy eyes finally emerged from the incense burner.

As I sized her up, the spirit said in surprise, "Li Po! Have I arrived? So fast? My name is Nie Xiaochun, and I'm a liaison sent by the Yin Division."

I feel like this liaison is so unreliable!

Sitting in an incense burner being delivered by courier, and it's a pink incense burner!

I coughed twice and said, "I'm Li Po! How did you get delivered by courier?"

Nie Xiaochun said matter-of-factly, "Moving on my own means I can't leave until night, and the courier is faster. Besides, this incense burner is so ugly, it's embarrassing to fly here with it!"

That seems to make a lot of sense!