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　　TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　After being handed his eleventh cup of hot water, Li Yiming's thoughts finally descended from the Heavens back down to Earth. He wanted to go to the bathroom, but after seeing the waiter looking at him suspiciously, he decided against it.

　　The waiter had been secretly observing to Li Yiming and noticed his odd behavior, so he used the time he had between filling Li Yiming's cup to tidy his shoelaces in the case where he would have to try to chase after Li Yiming if the latter were to escape without paying.

　　'What am I going to do?' The only slightly valuable possession Li Yiming had on him at the moment was his sports jacket, which he had bought three years ago and was now washed to the point that it became slightly discolored.

　　Li Yiming was confident that he could outpace the waiter if he decided to make a run for it, but it was more a matter of dignity than anything else.

　　'Wait…' Li Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up as he saw a well-built man with fair skin walking toward him. 'A guardian, there's no mistake.'

　　The man only wore a very thin vest despite the cold weather of late autumn. His muscles were well-defined, and if one were to look closely at his eyes, they would notice that they belonged to a bloodthirsty demon.

　　'He looks pretty strong.' Li Yiming knew exactly what he was dealing with the moment he read the bloodl.u.s.t in the man's eyes. 'Alright, then, I won't feel guilty robbing this guy.'

　　"I've made you wait quite a bit, Mr. Li." The man sat down facing Li Yiming, smiled and broached the subject without any roundabouts.

　　"Oh? You knew I was waiting for you?" Li Yiming had a sly smile as he looked at the man's belt.

　　"I should apologize. My master's instructions were… rather unclear. Please understand that we would not last very long if we did not think twice about our orders." The man laughed loudly.

　　"My name is Pan Junwei, people call me the armament machine. Looking forward to knowing you better." The man said as he raised his hand in Li Yiming's direction.

　　'Ugh…' Li Yiming was suddenly at a loss for what to do next. 'Really? Can't we just get to the action directly? Why do you have to make it seem like it came straight out of a movie set?'

　　"So, I was just wondering about…" The man continued without minding Li Yiming's confused look, but he was interrupted by a loud noise.

　　Bang!

　　Li Yiming frowned and rolled to the side.

　　"A sniper rifle?" Pan Junwei instantly recognized the weapon, owing to his expertise at dealing with firearms, as his nickname suggested.