Clover Town, Regular Meeting Point.
Bob: "Oh, I really envy you, Makarov. You have such a big ace in your guild."
"Unlike us, sigh~"
Makarov, showing off, said: "You're talking about that Stinky Brat, Ye Yang, right? He's still far from it. Every time he goes out, he causes me a ton of trouble, and he's getting lazier and lazier."
Goldman teased: "If that's the case, how about giving that Ye Stinky Brat to our guild? I'm not afraid of trouble at all."
Bob echoed: "Exactly, exactly!"
Makarov instantly sobered up: "You old geezers are truly shameless! Still trying to poach someone right in front of me!"
Just then, Mirajane's projection appeared.
Makarov boasted: "This is our guild's signboard girl! How is she? Isn't she beautiful?!!"
Mirajane completely ignored Makarov and said: "Master, I have a piece of bad news and a piece of good news. Which one would you like to hear?"
Makarov suddenly felt a bad premonition.
"First… first, the bad news."
"The bad news is, a group from a Dark Guild, wielding the magic of Lullaby, is coming to eliminate you all. Erza specifically sent me a message, telling you to be careful."
"Lullaby? I remember it was Zeref's magic, wasn't it? I didn't expect this thing to still exist. I understand, old man. What about the good news then?"
"The good news is Erza and Ye Yang have teamed up!"
"Pfft—!!"
"What did you say?!!!"
As soon as Mirajane saw Makarov's expression change drastically, she immediately hung up the communication.
Makarov's eyes rolled back, and he felt lost about the rest of his life.
"It's over, it's over. I feel like the rest of my life will be spent in prison."
Bob said with a mischievous smile: "You have to hold on, Makarov."
"Boom—!!"
Suddenly, an unknown object directly pierced through the roof and crashed into the meeting hall.
"Oh shoot, good thing I elementalized in advance, otherwise this hit would have crippled me. Super long-distance teleportation is still too hard to control."
The guild masters, seeing the unknown object crash, thought it was an enemy attack and rushed forward.
Makarov suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Stinky Brat, what are you doing here?!"
Ye Yang rubbed his head.
"It's the old man! It's really great that you're okay!"
Bob, seeing it was Ye Yang, immediately stepped forward.
"Oh, isn't this little Ye Ye? You've grown so handsome in a few years."
Saying that, Bob was about to reach out and touch him.
Ye Yang, seeing it was Bob, the guild master he least wanted to face, was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist piercing him with a golden light.
He immediately flashed with golden light and appeared behind Makarov.
"Oh, you're really shy, I just love it~"
Ye Yang felt a chill down his spine.
("If I have sinned, please let heaven strike me down, rather than torment me like this.")
"Right! Old man, someone is coming to kill you all."
Makarov replied: "I already know. Mira just told me through communication."
"We'll just wait here for him to arrive."
Ye Yang's eyes lit up.
"Old man, are you planning to make a move?"
"I've already thought of tomorrow's newspaper headline for you: 'Ten Wizard Saints Tears Apart Zeref's Demon'."
"I'll tinker with it for you then, guaranteed to be a bestseller!"
(▼dish▼#) "Stinky Brat, is your head full of shit?!"
"I'm an old man. Do you not feel guilty making me do such things?!"
"Guilty? No, without it, I'll only earn more."
"Ah ah ah! This is rebellion! Rebellion!"
Ye Yang, looking at the enraged Makarov, directly opted for the delicacies on the dinner table.
Late night.
Under the bright Moonlight, Ye Yang sat alone on the rooftop, enjoying the breeze and drinking wine.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and Erigor was suspended above the stronghold.
Erigor looked down at the lively, brightly lit area and couldn't help but laugh: "Enjoy your last moments."
Suddenly, a voice came.
"I say, what are you laughing foolishly about up here all by yourself? Don't tell me you're an idiot."
Erigor followed the voice and saw that there was another person on the roof. Upon closer inspection, his expression changed dramatically.
"You… you… you…"
"You, you, you, what 'you'? Did I kick you into a stutter?"
"It's not me, but I'm telling you, you're really slow. I've been here eating for who knows how long, even took a shower, and went to the toilet several times."
"And you, still a killer, a Grim Reaper? How dare you? I'm embarrassed for you!"
"And you walk around shirtless every day, skinny as a stick, tui! You're nothing."
Erigor's veins popped on his forehead from Ye Yang's words, and his entire face turned red with anger.
"You bastard brat! I'm going to kill you!!"
"Wind Demon Palm!!"
A powerful tornado was released from Erigor's hand.
Ye Yang took a sip of wine, slowly raised his finger, and with a flash of golden light, the tornado was directly shattered and dissipated in the air, followed immediately by another golden light.
Erigor hastily gathered a Tempester around himself. The golden light exploded upon contact with the Tempester.
The violent explosion directly shattered Erigor's Tempester, and the blast's aftershock sent Erigor flying.
He fell from the air and landed on the ground, the Lullaby hanging from his belt also falling in front of him.
Erigor endured the pain, wanting to pick up the Lullaby and play it.
"Just wait, once I play the Lullaby, all of you will die!"
Just then, a small figure slowly picked up the flute that had fallen to the ground.
"Yo! Young man, is this the flute you dropped?"
Erigor looked up and saw a small old man. Clearly, he didn't recognize the identity of the person in front of him.
"That's right, old man, that's mine, give it to me quickly."
"Young man, listen to an old man's advice. This thing contains a very evil energy. You won't be able to handle it."
Erigor watched this unfamiliar old man lecturing him.
"Stinky old man! Give it to me quickly! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
Makarov, seeing that his advice was useless, simply stopped trying to persuade him.
"Sigh~"
Erigor saw the old man was unmoved, stood up, and was about to snatch it directly. Ye Yang appeared directly in front of Erigor.
"What do you want to do to my old man? You're so old, don't you know to respect the elderly and cherish the young?!"
"Don't think that just because you have white hair, you can act like an old man relying on your age."
Makarov, upon hearing Ye Yang's words, immediately punched him.
"Stinky Brat, how dare you speak like that! When did I ever rely on my age?!"
"Did I point at you, old man?"
Then, Ye Yang and Makarov completely ignored Erigor and started arguing like that.
Erigor pointed at Ye Yang and Makarov, so enraged that he couldn't utter a single word, rolled his eyes, and directly fainted.