With mixed feelings, He Yan withdrew his gaze from the man's face and continued browsing the forum as if nothing had happened.

The man's eyes followed his, landing on the phone screen with a crack. His gaze was completely unguarded, and He Yan almost instantly noticed that this person was peeking at his phone.

Many couples, even when madly in love, are very averse to their partner wanting to pry into their privacy. However, for He Yan, the role of a partner had already been categorized into his private domain, so he didn't really mind.

After glancing at the man, who was solemnly lowering his eyes, with a look that seemed like a smile yet not, he just continued scrolling through the posts on his own.

Casually refreshing the forum homepage, he suddenly discovered a post about the Fu family. Upon clicking in, He Yan found that it wasn't about anything else, but the gossip about the second master of the Fu family stealing their own magical artifact this time.

Some people gloated over this, some sighed, and some made blind guesses about the current situation of the Fu family, unconcerned about the matter. As the thread went on, it got a bit off-topic, with a hint of gunpowder smell. However, overall, most people were indifferent and just watching the drama unfold regarding the Fu family's misfortune this time.

The Fu family had indeed been quite low-key for the past two generations. Except for Fu Shanming, that mentally ill direct descendant who would occasionally act out in public, they hadn't really made any big enemies.

He Yan roughly scanned a few replies, then directly scrolled to the end of the thread, not finding any news about Fu Shanming's death in the latest replies.

Well, it had been less than an hour, and Fu Shanming's corpse probably hadn't even gone cold yet, so it was unlikely for the news to leak out so early.

However, this matter couldn't be kept under wraps forever. Even if the Fu family could forcefully shut the mouths of all their clan members, the Court of Ghost Prison, if there were no accidents, would soon post the punishment notice.

The nature of the Metaphysics Forum was quite mixed. It was a shared communication platform for both official and civilian use, used by those in the metaphysical world to discuss all sorts of miscellaneous matters, and also a place for relevant metaphysical departments to announce some policy-related news and major events.

The Twelve Courts of Hell naturally belonged to one of these "relevant departments".

Of course, not all cases handled by the Court of Ghost Prison would be made public. Only those that were particularly serious would be specifically singled out.

Fu Shanming's attempt to deceive the Heavenly Rules, find an innocent person to be a scapegoat, and even try to seize the Underworld Warrant representing the rules of the Court of Ghost Prison - such a crime could be considered a once-in-a-century occurrence. It was obvious that an example had to be made.

Once the Underworld official in charge of this matter in the Court of Ghost Prison had used the Underworld Warrant to clarify the causes and consequences of the incident, it would quickly be posted in its entirety on the Metaphysics Forum by the official account of the Court of Ghost Prison. By then, the Fu family wouldn't be able to hide it even if they wanted to.

At that time, the "metaphysical aristocratic family" hat that the Fu family had been wearing unsteadily would probably be completely removed.

Closing the discussion thread about the Fu family, He Yan remembered the official posts and went to the dedicated section for storing official posts to look at the announcements made by his partner's department.

Just as he was flipping to the third post, the man beside him, who had been quietly "peeking" at his phone like a chicken, suddenly lowered his head and whispered softly in his ear, "If you want to know about these, I can take you to see the case files."

The cool breath sprayed on his earlobe, making people want to shiver in the middle of summer.

As the head of the Court of Ghost Prison, although he hadn't been managing things much before, under the feedback of the Underworld Warrant, nothing in the Court of Ghost Prison could escape his monitoring, and those announcements naturally left "records" in his memory.

He Yan was unfazed. "No need to go to such trouble, just looking for fun."

The man chuckled softly by his ear, his tone carrying a hint of faint anticipation. "It's no trouble. Those case files are all in my spiritual sense. You can come and look anytime."

He Yan: "..."

The way his partner hinted at wanting to dual cultivate spiritual senses was really interesting.

"Forget it," He Yan refused this suggestion without even lifting his head, coldly saying, "You can slowly look at it yourself. Also, don't get so close."

The man fell silent for a moment, seemingly a bit disappointed. He obediently moved his head away from his ear, but the hand that had been loosely resting on his shoulder tightened a bit.

At this time, the subway had already passed two or three stations, and the number of people on the train had gradually increased, with some conversation sounds as well. A young couple sat across from them, intimately holding hands.

The girl whispered to the boy beside her while secretly glancing at the two men with a huge gap across from them.

That handsome man with broad shoulders and long legs was wearing a suit that looked expensive at a glance. His eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and he had a powerful aura. One glance and you could tell he wasn't an ordinary person, yet he appeared in the subway that clashed with the aura exuded by his attire, forming a stark contrast with the slender youth in a faded white shirt and jeans beside him.

Of course, what attracted her attention the most wasn't these things.

The black-clothed man, who was taller than the youth even when sitting, had his long arm draped over the back of the chair, his distinct and beautifully shaped fingers resting on the youth's thin shoulder in an intimate and possessive manner.

Although the simple action of putting an arm around the shoulder, which was very common among friends, was far from enough to label their relationship as "suspicious", the man's gentle gaze that was almost always glued to the youth, coupled with the natural ambiguous atmosphere between the two, made it hard not to think crooked thoughts.

She dared to bet with certainty that regardless of whether the student-like youth was aware or not, that tall and handsome man in black definitely had impure thoughts about the youth!

Just as she was thinking this, the black-clothed man suddenly lowered his head again, bringing his entire face close to the youth's, whispering something.

The man's complexion was very pale, even a shade whiter than hers after applying foundation. Because of his movement, his protruding Adam's apple was very obvious as he turned his head, his neatly combed black hair intertwining with the youth's fluffy locks.

Although it wasn't a particularly outrageous action, watching from across, she couldn't help but blush.

Because the man's voice was very soft and the subway wasn't very quiet, she could only see the man's thin lips slightly opening and closing by the youth's ear, but couldn't hear any sound.

The girl could no longer suppress her inner excitement and pulled her boyfriend to whisper and gossip.

The young man cooperatively said "yes, yes, yes" and "I think so too", nodding in agreement with a smile on his face, but feeling a bit aggrieved inside.

The man across from them not only had outstanding looks, but was also clearly a successful person at first glance. People always have a competitive mentality. Even though his girlfriend was only paying attention to the ambiguous interaction between him and the other man, and didn't show any fondness for that gentleman, just thinking about the gap between himself and that man in black still inevitably gave him a subtle sense of frustration.

Fortunately they were only sitting for two stops...

Although the young couple across from them got off the train very quickly, they still had some distance from their destination. They rode the subway for a full half hour before getting off amidst the surging crowd.

This was the city center, the subway station with the largest passenger flow. It was now approaching the morning rush hour, and the number of people suddenly increased.

Afraid of being separated by the crowd, the man held his hand tightly until they exited the subway station, only reluctantly letting go then.

He Yan took out his phone, "Shall we go eat first?"

Xuan Qi nodded without any objection, "Mm, you choose."

He Yan did a quick search on his phone and found a grilled fish restaurant that was close to them and had good customer reviews. He booked the last private room.

Although Xuan Qi had never shown a preference for any particular food, based on He Yan's observations in the previous worlds, this man seemed to like seafood?

This grilled fish restaurant used grass carp as their main ingredient. This type of fish has delicious flesh and is the first choice for many restaurants to make grilled fish. But at the same time, its drawbacks are also very obvious. While it doesn't have as many bones as carp or crucian carp, it still has a fair amount, especially small bones, which are very troublesome to pick out.

As soon as the steaming hot fish was served, the man conscientiously picked a piece into his own bowl and carefully started removing the bones.

However, perhaps due to lack of prior experience, the man's movements in picking out the bones were clearly a bit unskilled. He frowned and spent a long time before finally cleaning a small piece of fish, making it look messy, and pushing it in front of the youth.

In that same amount of time, He Yan had already picked out a large intact piece of boneless fish meat by himself.

Then he reciprocated by also pushing the piece he had picked clean in front of the man.

Seeing the tender piece of fish in front of him that was much larger and more attractive than the piece he had picked, Xuan Qi: "......"

He Yan looked at his somewhat dazed appearance and couldn't help laughing softly.

The two fed each other, eating this meal at an unusually slow pace. Fortunately, there was a small pot embedded in the middle of the table that kept heating the fish, so the food didn't get cold halfway through the meal.

After finishing this meal, the two began today's main event - shopping to buy some daily necessities.

Since it was inconvenient to carry around a computer, He Yan put it as the last step in today's shopping plan. He first took the man to the largest clothing mall in the city center.

Land is at a premium in the city center. The brands that can have counters here are all well-known names, so the clothes here are generally not cheap, but still far from luxury goods.

Perhaps it was because the shop assistants here had good professional standards, or because there was a man beside him exuding an aura of a high-end person, He Yan was not neglected at all for wearing cheap clothes bought from a street stall. As soon as the two entered, a sales girl greeted them with a sweet smile, enthusiastically inquiring about their needs.

- To be precise, she was only inquiring with He Yan.

Based on the sales girl's years of experience in reading people, the man dressed in the black suit was most likely very difficult to deal with. So between the two, she unhesitatingly chose to interact with the relatively milder-looking youth.

The man had followed the youth in, indicating that between the two, the one in the dominant position was likely this ordinarily dressed youth.

However, before she could exchange more than a few words with the youth, the stern-faced man standing behind the youth slightly furrowed his brows and said in a cold tone, "No need, we'll choose ourselves."

Swept by the man's gaze tinged with a hint of coldness, the sales girl's sweet smile stiffened. Then she regretfully left.

He Yan quietly watched as the man vigilantly drove the person away, finding it a bit amusing. "She was just doing her job."

The man immediately lowered his eyes to stare intently at him, saying seriously, "Don't need her, I'll help you pick."

He Yan raised his head to meet his gaze, eyes carrying a hint of playfulness, "Alright, but if you pick something that doesn't look good, you can go...review case files by yourself tonight."

The man's expression froze. Realizing the subtle implication in his words, his eyes suddenly deepened as he said hoarsely, "Okay."

But facts proved that the man did have some taste. The few sets of clothes he chose were all very suitable for He Yan.

As the saying goes, fine feathers make fine birds. Taking off those faded clothes that had been washed to the point of discoloration and putting on brand new exquisite attire, He Yan looked like a completely different person.

The youth in the mirror had delicate features, fluffy black hair falling over his forehead, a pair of clear dark eyes underneath, full lips, and a thin but straight posture. He really had the air of a young master from a prestigious family.

The man seemed to have fallen in love with this feeling of dressing up his lover. He picked out more than twenty sets of clothes for the youth before stopping.

He Yan picked out seven or eight pieces with duplicate styles, indicating for the sales girl standing not far away to hang them back on the rack, then had the clothes they decided to buy packaged up.

This was still the sales girl who had approached them when they entered. Her professionalism was excellent. She didn't seem to mind being sent away by the man at all, smiling as she took the clothes from the youth's hands and organized them very expertly.

The man lowered his head and softly asked the youth, "Shall we go buy a cell phone in a bit?"

He Yan: "What's the rush? We haven't bought clothes for you yet."

The man paused, then replied in a low voice, "No need."

He Yan ignored that refusal that didn't sound firm at all. He raised his head and declared in advance, "You're paying for all this, but later I'm paying for your clothes, got it?"

The man stood there blankly, the tips of his ears turning red again. After a while, he gently said, "...Mm."

The sales girl who was organizing the clothes on the side: "......"

That's not right, she had clearly been so busy today that she hadn't eaten lunch yet, so why did she suddenly feel a bit full?

Author has something to say:

He Yan & Boss: *kiss kiss kiss*

Case files: ?

Grilled fish: ??

Sales girl: ???

Today, not only do I get to eat dog food, but there's also the aroma of grilled fish for you all to smell _(:з」∠)_

Thank you for supporting me, my darlings~ Kisses~(* ￣3)(ε￣ *)