“Great, the Special Affairs Bureau finally listened to me and took action. But judging by their progress, it’ll still take a while before they fully evacuate the residents in this area. I just hope nothing unexpected happens in the meantime.”
Watching the commotion in Ninghang City below, Yan Qi felt a mix of relief and lingering worry.
“Never mind—I shouldn’t wait until the Bureau finishes evacuating everyone before calling my sister over. If something goes wrong, I won’t be able to handle it alone.”
With that, Yan Qi stopped hovering in the air and flew toward her sister’s school.
Arriving once again at Ninghang University, Yan Qi soon appeared outside her sister’s classroom.
Since class had just ended and break time was in full swing—and given that Yan Qi had visited before—the classroom was predictably noisy.
Many students, who had stayed silent earlier under the homeroom teacher’s stern presence, were now eagerly discussing the earlier incident with their friends.
But most of the crowd had gathered around Yan Yu, bombarding her with questions.
They wanted to know why she had been called out earlier by Yan Qi—who had transformed into the revered Empress Daoyan—and to clarify their relationship.
Faced with her classmates’ curiosity, and aware that they’d already learned through various channels that she had become a superhuman, Yan Yu didn’t hide the truth. She openly admitted her relationship with Yan Qi.
However, she kept two things secret: how she gained her superhuman abilities and the reason Yan Qi had called her out earlier. Those were far too important to share.
“Yan Yu, could you come out for a moment?”
Knocking on the classroom door, Yan Qi spoke up as she saw her sister surrounded by classmates.
Hearing Yan Qi’s voice, Yan Yu—who had been using her classmates’ questions to calm her nerves—snapped to attention. She turned toward the door and quickly replied,
“I’ll be right there, Daoyan! Just give me a second.”
The moment the two exchanged words, and the students once again saw Empress Daoyan standing at the doorway, the classroom erupted into chaos.
Before Yan Yu could even stand up, several students rushed toward Yan Qi.
“Hello, Your Majesty! I’m your biggest fan—could you sign my shirt with this pen?”
“Empress Daoyan, can you make me a superhuman too? I’ll pay you ten million as a reward!”
“Your Majesty—”
“Your Majesty—”
Faced with the frenzied students, Yan Qi was completely overwhelmed.
She knew she was attractive, but she had no idea she was this captivating.
To regain control of the situation, she quickly summoned the cold, regal aura befitting an empress and spoke sharply:
“Apologies, but I have urgent matters to attend to. Could you all please step back?”
Her icy tone and imposing presence instantly froze the students in place, as if they’d been thrown into a freezer.
Seeing their stunned expressions, Yan Qi pressed further:
“Did you not hear me?”
“Y-Yes, Your Majesty! We’ll step back right away!”
Snapping out of their daze, the students quickly apologized and scrambled away from the door, terrified of angering such a powerful superhuman.
Watching her classmates retreat, Yan Yu finally managed to squeeze out of her seat and hurried over to apologize.
“I’m so sorry about them, Daoyan. They just got too excited seeing you. I hope you won’t hold it against them.”
“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t blame them over something so trivial. Anyway, we need to go—but first, ask your teacher for leave.”
“We’re leaving now?” Yan Yu asked, surprised.
“Yes, we can’t predict what might happen in Ninghang City today. It’s better to act sooner rather than later.”
“I understand. I’ll go ask for permission, but before that… could I ask you for a small favor?”
“What is it?”
Yan Yu glanced back at her seat, where her friend Xu Ziqi was staring at them with hopeful eyes. Remembering her request, Yan Yu said,
“Well, my friend admires you a lot. After finding out I know you, she begged me to ask for your autograph. Would that be okay?”
“Your friend wants my autograph? Is it the girl sitting next to you earlier?”
Yan Qi’s eyes flicked toward Xu Ziqi in the second row. She already had a good guess who it was.
“Yeah, she’s my closest friend.”
After a brief pause, Yan Qi relented.
“Since she’s someone so important to you, I’ll make an exception—but just this once.”
“Thank you so much, Daoyan! I’ll go get a pen and paper!”
Relieved, Yan Yu beamed before rushing to fetch a pen and blank sheet from Xu Ziqi.
Taking them, Yan Qi hesitated.
Normally, she’d sign without a second thought—but if she wrote in her usual handwriting, her sister might recognize it and start asking uncomfortable questions.
So, deliberately, she switched to her left hand and signed the name—Daoyan—in an awkward, unfamiliar script.