Chapter 72

"My answer..."

Moyu sat cross-legged, looking at Jin across from him, and said, "This is just my personal impression and opinion of this book, and it has no reference value."

"No."

Jin's eyes sparkled as he said seriously,

"Your perspective is very interesting. For questions without a correct answer, using the 'observer's' point of view to answer is a fresh approach. For me, it was really worth it to chat with a fellow enthusiast like you tonight."

"Me too."

Moyu smiled.

Fellow enthusiasts are like this; as long as they share a common interest, they can quickly build a connection through conversation.

"Actually, there are parts of this book that I dislike."

Moyu gently flipped through the pages.

Jin looked at Moyu and smiled, "Is it the 'world-weariness'?"

"Yep, do you feel the same?"

"Yes, but even so, I still think 'The Swamp Man' is a good book."

Jin slowly stood up and looked up at the dark sky.

In the bustling city, the night sky always seems to lack stars.

"I don't deny that."

Moyu also stood up, holding 'The Swamp Man' in his hand, and said half-jokingly,

"Sometimes I wonder, if the 'phenomenon in the book' were to happen in the real world, what kind of scene would it be? For all you know, I might be a 'Swamp Man' right in front of you, and I just don't know it."

"Haha, that's the charm of fantasy novels. Once you get immersed, you can't help but have such thoughts."

Jin smiled brightly.

He recalled a time when he was completely hooked on fantasy books, unable to tear himself away.

Moyu tilted his head and looked at the moths under the street lamp nearby, his thoughts deep, and he nodded in agreement, "Yes."

"Kester, I want to invite you for a drink. Are you coming?"

Jin ignored Moyu's age and smiled as he extended the invitation.

He had come all the way to Schwadani City, and although he missed the book signing, meeting a like-minded enthusiast was not a waste of the trip.

He was in a good mood and wanted to chat with Moyu in a different place before leaving.

"I'm a minor, I can't drink."

Moyu wanted to return and continue his training, so he politely declined Jin's invitation using his age as an excuse.

Jin, however, said nonchalantly, "It's fine, you don't need to worry about me."

"Worry about you?"

This irrelevant response made Moyu pause in his thoughts.

Jin, seeing Moyu's slight confusion, said bluntly, "At worst, I'll just pay a fine or spend a few days in jail, and I can exchange insights with the people inside."

"..."

Moyu immediately understood Jin's meaning.

This guy—

He knew that encouraging a minor to drink was illegal, but he was willing to bear the consequences to do what he wanted to do.

He was truly a very spontaneous person.

"I should go home, so I won't go."

This time, Moyu directly refused.

He knew that polite refusal was meaningless, and only a direct refusal could make this spontaneous man give up his idea.

"Alright."

Seeing that Moyu didn't want to go, Jin didn't insist and only expressed his regret.

Moyu nodded at Jin.

"Goodbye."

He said a simple farewell and turned to leave.

"Okay, goodbye."

Jin watched Moyu leave.

The two had a great conversation, but before parting, they tacitly decided not to exchange contact information.

If they were truly from the same world, they would meet again eventually.

"Let's go to the old street for some food."

Jin thought for a moment and decided to go to the old street for some food before leaving.

After all, it had been a long time since he had been there, and he missed it.

Thinking and doing it immediately was one of Jin's principles.

He quickly arrived at the old street and headed straight for a smoky barbecue stall.

"Boss, I'll have..."

"Jin?"

Jin was about to order when he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

Among the almost full outdoor tables, a man with a fierce appearance and a braid at the back of his head, resembling a tiger's tail, looked at Jin in disbelief.

This man was none other than Kangsae, a member of the Twelve Earthly Branches, the Tiger.

"Damn it!"

With a mouth full of grease, he held a skewer of chicken butt and exclaimed, "You, the stinky pig who always skips meetings, actually came to Schwadani City three days early for this meeting???"

"..."

Jin heard Kangsae's loud voice but ignored him.

Running into this man, who had only elementary school-level math and language skills, was really bad luck.

Seeing that Jin was ignoring him, the always-temperamental Kangsae suddenly stood up, not caring about the gazes from the surrounding people, and pointed at Jin with his half-eaten chicken butt.

"Damn stinky pig, you clearly heard me calling you and saw me, yet you're pretending not to see me!!!"

Kangsae's attitude was terrible, and he started cursing.

You're the one pretending not to see me, you stupid tiger...

Jin silently criticized in his mind but still ignored Kangsae, looking at the various greasy barbecue items on the grill with a regretful expression.

I'm out of here.

Not wanting to have any interaction with Kangsae, he decisively turned and left.

"Hey."

Kangsae, seeing this, quickly chased after him.

But as he took a step, he saw Jin's figure instantly disappear.

"Damn, he's really fast!"

Kangsae stopped, baring his teeth.

"Even this guy is here, and he came three days early... This Twelve Earthly Branches meeting must be serious."

Looking at the empty direction, Kangsae muttered to himself,

"I remember Dovamine casually mentioned that this meeting is related to 'post-death thoughts'... But can't that be left to the exorcists to handle?"

This man, also a member of the Twelve Earthly Branches, didn't doubt Jin's motive for coming to Schwadani City three days early.

He naively believed that Jin could only have come to attend the Twelve Earthly Branches meeting at this time, and there could be no other reason.

...

After leaving the mall where the book signing was held, Moyu called Biscuit, but couldn't get through.

At this time, Auntie might still be in line to buy the handsome men's magazine.

Since the call didn't go through, Moyu sent Biscuit a message to have dinner together later, then went to a nearby hotel, booked a room, and started his daily training.

"Right... I should call Kido."

Moyu, who was exerting all his mental power, suddenly remembered Litz's instructions.

He also wanted to ask about Kido's situation.

I wonder if the Hunter Association has invited a powerful exorcist...

I'll call after I'm drained of mental power.

...

In a research lab in the Hunter Building.

"Still haven't bought a phone..."

Someone muttered absentmindedly.