Qu Xuelin would never guess that the ally he sought—the very deity capable of stabilizing Southgate Garrison’s entire fortune—was right under his jurisdiction.
And in the same city, no less.
Most importantly!
The person his granddaughter, bread clamped between her teeth and rushing out the door, was about to visit… was exactly the one he needed!
“I’m off~”
Qu Yi dashed out with a radiant smile. Even the air around her seemed to sweeten with her joy.
Saturday at last—time to see Uncle Ye!
But moments after she left home, a white heavy-duty motorcycle pulled up beside her.
Only Han Xiangxue, a Demonhunter with a physique far beyond ordinary humans, could handle such a beast.
Han Xiangxue stopped smoothly and murmured,
“Let’s go. To the base.”
“Oh~”
Slightly reluctant but compliant, Qu Yi caught the red helmet tossed her way and swung onto the bike.
Han Xiangxue had official business. Work came first—Uncle Ye would have to wait.
Tsk. She’d been looking forward to shattering his peaceful slumber again!
The white motorcycle wove through traffic and soon entered an upscale villa community.
After parking in the underground garage, they took the elevator into a villa.
Inside, Lai Yingxin—wearing cat-ear headphones—rose from her seat and waved.
This villa had been transformed into a full-scale base!
Rows of light firearms lined the walls alongside numerous mana-powered weapons!
Not all were official issue; many premium gear pieces were brought personally by Qu Yi and her friends.
Thanks to this elite arsenal, the trio—three third-stage Demonhunters—formed City C’s Sector 069 Patrol Squad.
Qu Yi and Han Xiangxue joined Lai Yingxin behind the massive monitor.
Direct surveillance access wasn’t granted to them.
But if demonic activity or Sky Rift energy spiked in their sector, officials would instantly alert them and stream the footage.
Routine protocol: one patrolled, one stood by for support, one handled comms.
Only overwhelming threats triggered a full trio deployment!
Theoretically, roles rotated. But Han Xiangxue was too aloof, Lai Yingxin too lazy—so Qu Yi always took patrol duty.
Perfectly suited her restless nature anyway.
Their personalities complemented each other seamlessly, forged by childhood friendship.
Qu Yi sank into a chair, stretched, and asked,
“What’s up, Xiao Lai?”
“No clue. HQ ordered us to assemble here. Something’s up.”
Lai Yingxin, eyes locked on her phone game while sipping milk tea, didn’t glance up.
Han Xiangxue and Qu Yi watched her multitask—lips twitching slightly.
Show-off!
Han Xiangxue leaned coolly against the desk in her white riding suit.
Deprived of her “Uncle Ye nutrients,” Qu Yi had turned into a lazybones staring at the ceiling.
Lai Yingxin propped her milk tea cup against her ample chest, gaming and sipping without pause.
The icy white-haired beauty. The energetic red-haired girl devoted to Uncle Ye. The curvy, playful black-haired gamer.
This was Sector 069’s all-girl Patrol Squad.
As Qu Yi and Han Xiangxue chatted about school and Lai Yingxin gamed, a bespectacled woman in a black business suit appeared on-screen.
“Sector 069 Squad!”
“Here!” x3
The trio snapped to attention.
The woman nodded at their seemingly respectful faces.
“A Micro Sky Rift may manifest in your sector today. Exercise caution!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
But the moment the screen cut, their postures slumped back to normal.
Clearly, the footage was staged—only their voices were real…
Qu Yi stood and muttered,
“Lately, do Micro Sky Rifts feel more frequent in the city? Or just us?”
Lai Yingxin paused her game and sip, then replied calmly,
“Not just us. Across City C and all of Southgate Garrison, urban Micro Sky Rift incidents are rising.
Garrison-wide: 3.03% month-on-month increase this month; 2.16% year-on-year.”
“Huh?! That’s bad?!”
Qu Yi had spoken casually—never expecting confirmation.
After winning her match, Lai Yingxin stretched, showcasing her curves.
“Manageable. New qualified Demonhunters graduate yearly.
But Southgate Garrison is understaffed. Hope HQ approves more recruits next year.
Heard my dad and Grandpa Qu pushed for over a thousand.”
Qu Yi shrugged, waved, and headed out.
“Not our problem. I’m out!”
Lai Yingxin propped her cheek, smirking.
“Off to see your handsome Uncle Ye again?”
“Pbbbt~”
Qu Yi stuck out her tongue, made a silly face, and skipped away.
Naturally, Sector 069’s base sat within Sector 069—ensuring Han Xiangxue’s rapid response.
So Qu Yi, racing to Ye Thirteen’s place, might just unlock the “Disturber of Peaceful Slumber” achievement for the sleepy man.
Han Xiangxue watched the closed door, frowning.
“Not stop her?”
“Nope. Qu Yi’s the captain. She’s far more mature than you think.
But… we’ll vet him if we get the chance~”
Lai Yingxin grinned mischievously.
Han Xiangxue’s frown deepened.
For no clear reason, irritation simmered.
Especially imagining Qu Yi with some greasy old man—Han Xiangxue itched to blast him with talismans!
Unaware an ice-cold beauty plotted his demolition, Ye Thirteen was simply buying breakfast near the stall where he first shared squid skewers with Qu Yi.
