“Well, Brother Chen Yan,” Lao Bai said tentatively, noticing Chen Yan lost in thought, “even if we don’t have it here, other cities might. If you really want it, I can check around for you.”

“No need,” Chen Yan replied, snapping out of his thoughts. “Just forge a transaction record for me. I recently captured a Bloodkin—she needs a legitimate identity.”

“Oh? Brother Chen Yan, you’re truly skilled and bold—to keep a wild Bloodkin!” Lao Bai flattered. “But stay cautious. Wild Bloodkin lack contractual bonds, pride runs deep, and even added restriction collars aren’t foolproof. Keep your guard up.”

“I know. Can you handle it here?” Chen Yan asked. *After all, my Su Yue is a properly contracted Bloodkin—she’d never betray me.*

“Of course! Absolutely,” Lao Bai said. “What’s her name and features? Got a photo?”

“Like this.” Chen Yan handed over the photo he’d snapped of Su Yue while she slept. “Her name is Su Yue. Around 160 centimeters tall.”

“Truly beautiful,” Lao Bai murmured admiringly. “Brother Chen Yan, excellent taste. But her eyes are closed—doesn’t meet regulations.”

“I’ll go take another.” Chen Yan was already scheming how to trick Su Yue into posing.

“No trouble at all! All Bloodkin have red eyes anyway. I’ll just photoshop some eyes in,” Lao Bai said.

“Will that work?”

“I’m forging the whole record from scratch—why wouldn’t it?” Lao Bai typed rapidly. “How long? A moment. Upload it to the national database, and it’s untraceable.”

“But you’ll still need to take her to the Paranormal Investigation Bureau for the ID card. Bring the transaction agreement, pay the 500-credit fee, buy a collar—that’s it. Simple.”

“Mm.” Chen Yan rubbed his forehead slightly. *Not the hardest step… but Su Yue will definitely refuse to go with me.*

“Done.” The printer spat out papers. Lao Bai laid them before Chen Yan. “Purchase agreement from the Hunters’ Association auction house. See? You bought Bloodkin Su Yue for 60 million credits on March 17th—three days ago. ID: 400092411.”

“Captured from Northern Frontier Base No. 6 on December 29th last year. Tier 2, no special abilities. Any issues? Sign here if not.”

Chen Yan scanned the document—flawless. He signed. “I’ll transfer the 60 million later.”

“How could I accept? Such a small thing, Brother Chen Yan—you’re too kind.”

“Without a cash trail, isn’t that a loophole?” Chen Yan shot him a glance.

“You’re right, but…”

“Say I bought on credit then and paid today.” Chen Yan pocketed the papers and turned to leave. “Thanks. I owe you one.”

Overjoyed, Lao Bai beamed. “Nonsense! Take care on your way out, Brother Chen Yan!”

Chen Yan left the 12th-floor office and headed to the shopping district on the third floor of the Hunters’ Association building.

First, he stopped at the artifact shop: talisman paper, cinnabar, ink and brush. Then, recalling the harsh alley Su Yue oddly favored, he sighed and added a camping sleeping bag, a large sun umbrella, a foldable table, and a multi-functional travel kit—just in case.

Stepping out, he remembered: *Su Yue has no clothes.* He waved. A female attendant approached with a slight bow. “Lord Chen Yan, how may I assist you?”

“Buy women’s undergarments. Full set: clothes, socks, shoes.”

“Hmm?” She paused professionally. “May I ask the undergarment size, Lord?”

“I… don’t know,” Chen Yan faltered. *Even if I asked Su Yue, she wouldn’t answer.*

“This…” The attendant hesitated. “How old is the girl?”

“Sixteen or seventeen. Around 160 cm. Very slim—but curves in all the right places.” *Too detailed? Might sound creepy…*

“Understood. Is her chest large, Lord Chen Yan?”

“Not large… but cute,” he recalled awkwardly.

“Hypothetically—if you touched it, could one hand grasp it?”

“Ah?” Chen Yan hesitated. *I’d never dare!* He mimed gently with his hand. “Probably… just about.”

“I see. Any style requests for the outfit?” She already had the size.

“Cute, slightly revealing. Skirts, white thigh-highs, little leather shoes—like her original dress. Also, a few casual sets: long sleeves, pants, sneakers. She’ll catch a cold otherwise.” *I’m such a thoughtful master.*

“Budget?”

“None. Get five or six sets.”

The attendant bowed slightly and headed to the women’s section.

Chen Yan lingered, idly scanning the area—when a shop name caught his eye.

“Pet Paradise?”

*A pet shop inside the Hunters’ Association? Must be special.* Curious, he stepped in.

“Welcome, honored guest~ meow!” A golden-haired catgirl in a maid uniform hopped from behind the counter, voice bright. “What would you like to buy, meow?”

“What does this shop sell?” Chen Yan asked, glancing at her.

*Hmm… bigger chest than Su Yue, taller too—but looks? My Su Yue still wins.*

“We sell supplies for non-human pets, meow~ Snacks and toys for all races, meow!” Oblivious to his thoughts, she smiled warmly.

“Oh? Anything for Bloodkin?” Chen Yan’s interest sparked. *Could this boost Su Yue’s favor?*

“Eep! You keep a Bloodkin, meow? So rare! Nowhere else sells Bloodkin goods, meow!” The catgirl maid gestured eagerly. “This way, please, honored guest~ meow!”