I slammed on the brakes, and Yingning nimbly jumped off the back seat, jogging toward the street corner.

Several stray cats were looking around anxiously there, as if waiting for something.

As soon as Yingning ran over, a dozen stray cats meowed affectionately and swarmed around her...

Yingning looked delighted, smiling brightly. She scooped up a slightly chubby black cat. "Hemingway, you've gained weight again!"

Setting Hemingway down, she lifted a little white cat with a bald spot. "Newton, fighting Einstein again? I told you—that bald patch isn't from an apple falling. It has nothing to do with relativity!"

The white cat seemed to understand, twisting its head to glare at Einstein, a fluffy white cat with curly fur.

Einstein disdainfully licked his paw.

Yingning carefully picked up a limping calico cat. "Hawking, is your leg better? If not, don't lose heart~ A human shares your name—he couldn't move his limbs but was this century's greatest scientist. Be strong like him~"

"Archimedes, you've been naughty again... all wet... rolling in mud?"

"Copernicus, why bully Galileo? You can't pick on him just 'cause you're older~"

"Schrödinger... still so annoying... stop scratching Darwin!"

"And Edison, Watt, Ferrari, Nobel..."

"Anyway, everyone's safe today too!"

Yingning called out each cat like roll call, then pulled a large bag of cat food from her backpack and scattered it on the clean concrete.

"Eat slowly! No fighting!"

Smiling contentedly, Yingning packed the bag away and hopped back onto the bike's rear seat.

I chuckled. "My Justice Envoy, what gear this time?"

"Fifth gear!"

Yingning wrapped her arms around my waist, her chest pressed against my back.

I finally sped up, but soon had to slam the brakes again!

"Stop!"

Like a summer sprite, Yingning leaped off and jogged toward the corner in the rising sun.

A group of stray dogs waited there too.

"Miss Lu Xun, I'll say it again! Stop beating Lao She!"

I was too tired to question Yingning's naming rules... She magically pulled out a large bag of dog food from her backpack.

After scattering both bags, her bulging backpack shrank by two-thirds.

Smiling, I waited as Yingning jogged back, panting. Little Yatou's face was beaded with sweat.

"Here."

I handed her a wet wipe.

Yingning took it. "Thanks, driver sir."

I shook my head helplessly and pedaled my Rolls-Royce Phantom 3000... bicycle.

"What gear?"

"Fifth gear!"

"You're treating me like a horse... Fifth gear nonstop? Trying to exhaust me to death?"

"No talk! We're late!"

"Want the horse to run fast but not eat grass... Yes, yes, my Justice Envoy... hold tight!"

I slammed the brakes again, now less than ten meters from school.

We stopped outside a small alley by the school wall, not entering it.

Faint curses and sobs drifted from inside.

I guessed what little Yatou planned to do.

She turned back, glaring sternly. "Bro, don't come in! I'll be furious if you do!"

"Alright..." I spread my hands helplessly.

Yingning jumped off again, solemnly pinned her "duty student" badge to her chest, then jogged into the alley with her backpack.

"Freeze! Duty student!"

That's why I call her the Justice Envoy.