Tang Yin was wearing a suit and fidgeted in it. She admitted she did look awesome, though it felt unfamiliar, she normally used dresses when in formal ocassions not suits. Her hair she had put in an elaborate braided hairdo, the result of a short visit to the hairdresser, shimmering in a gently almost aqua blue beneath the light. She was also wearing sunglasses, her new mechnical arm, which she still needed time to get used to attached. Still, she really felt like having just walked into a Mafia movie as she took up position next to a wiry, slender man on her side and another bulky one who was broader and more massive than Jiang, if that was even possible on the other side.

They introduced themselves as Zihao and Walker and appeared to be Damian's usual bodyguards. Both of them, though, still did a double-take at Tang Yin and Jiang. Well, more of a double-take at Yin and then a measuring glance at Jiang.

About as long as it took Damian to explain that they were spirit masters. Both men gulped and mustered them with even more intrigue. When Damian added that they were doing him a friends favor to scare the living light out of a few people, they both nodded very understanding. Once they got wind of the bet, though, both bet on Jiang.

"Sorry, Miss Tang," Zihao explained. "But if I didn't know you are a fully fledged spirit master, I'd think you would be a little schoolgirl playing dress up...that is not very threatening."

"Appearances can be deceiving, though." She said, pouting. "I am a pretty strong spirit master."

"Yeah, but..." Walker made a gesture towards Jiang. "He just looks mean, and you don't, no matter if you are like a level 30 Spirit Master, he is one too."

"Who said anything about level 30?" She raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, you are pretty young." Zihao pointed out. "What level are you? If you don't mind me asking."

"I don't. I am a level 71 Spirit master." She said, and Damian choked behind her.

"Please, what, when?"

"I broke through the 70s like three weeks ago." She explained, tilting her head. "I cannot slack after all, gotta keep up with Tang San, and I'd rather not lose to anyone from Shrek's nine Monsters."

"True," Jiang said. "I had to be a sparring partner far often than I'd like to."

"Second..." Zihao interruped. "...you mean, you are part of the monsters of Shrek. The monsters...I thought there were only eight of them?"

"Mhh. The official name is the nine monsters." Yin raised an eyebrow and then pointed at herself. "I am the ninth monster of Shrek. It was just that when the tournament happened, I was undergoing the sea god exams at Haishen Island. I still am."

"Seriously..." Walker erupted and then looked at Damian. "What the...?"

Damian shrugged. "I went to grade school with her. Don't ask. I also know Thousand Hand Asura and the Slayer; we were in the same class." He added Yu Huas and Tang sans Arena nicknames.

"You are kidding me," Zihao muttered, and Tang Yin laughed.

"Well..." She said and tilted her head. "Nuoding Primary Literary Department was pretty crazy."

"Literary department? I thought spirit master department? Is a literary department even a thing?" Walker sounded off. "Did someone have fish on their eyes to put all you people into a literary department?"

"To be exact." Jiang pointed out to them. "None of the spirit master members were considered particularily talented back then, and Thousand Hand Asura was in the spirit master department. Damian is not a spirit master, unlike Yin. She was enrolled based on her grades, not due to her spirit power."

"Yep." She smiled, feeling a bit weird to talk about her brother in that way. "Though Asura was more in our department than in his actual one, along with soft boned rabbit."

"Holy...say, can you get me an autograph?" Zihao asked. "I was always a fan of his."

"Sure, I can." Yin grinned when Damian shooed them and then went ahead.

"We have people to scare." He said and then opened a small notebook with a grin. "And I know just where to start."

"Say who boss?" Zihao grinned. "I think I might know who."

"I am changing my bet to the little girl," Walker announced.

"Too late." Yin pointed out and shoved her sunglasses upwards feeling as if she was back in Italy "Let's go."

"Well, the name is Sinclair," Damian explained and closed his notebook. "He is going on my nerves for a while now."

"Perfect." Jiang showed off his canines. Very sharp canines. "I am very intend on winning that bet."