Yuan Zhao, fourteen years old, is a student (in the Ji Xia Youth Class). He also moonlights as a Sublimator, little brother, second-generation official, and a Poop-poking Teenager, among other roles.
Unfathomable!
HISS…
Huai Shi took in a cold breath, never expecting Yuan Zhao's background to be so terrifying. The fact that he poked poop despite having such a frightening background only made her respect and admire him even more.
He's so terrifying, this child must not be… COUGH COUGH.
"Do you see him?!" Huai Shi suddenly extended her hand and slapped Yuan Zhao on the back, shouting righteously at the group of people, "This is my big brother!"
"The Jinling Social Security Bureau's Silver Spear Little Overlord!"
"If you have the guts, come at us together! A bunch of trash, not even worthy of carrying my big brother's shoes…"
"People like you, my big brother could beat ten of you!"
In the silence, Yuan Zhao turned back to look at her, his expression full of exasperation, as if to say, How can you be so shameless? Huai Shi, however, met his gaze with an approving look that clearly conveyed, 'Big brother, you're absolutely right!'
Joking? How novel! If I cared about face, I would have died of poverty long ago… How else would I have managed to survive until now?
The expressions of the two groups—the one in front of them and the one that had just arrived behind—grew even more complicated.
The newly arrived Sublimators at the back were staring at Yuan Zhao in shock, finally turning their resentful gaze towards the group of invisible contestants standing in front. If that look could be translated, it meant something like, "You son of a bitch! You beast, you're going to get me killed!"
I can't believe it, Guo Nu! You bastard, why did you have to drag us into this just to deal with one Sublimator, and then offer to split the loot? So this is what you were planning, waiting for me here!
Thinking this, the expressions of the attackers at the back became even more enraged. This bastard is too inhuman! Dealing with some uninfluential Astronomical Club Officer is one thing. It's just the newcomer's match. We kill him, take his stuff, and head back to our Gao's Old Manor. Would the Astronomical Society really come after us for one match result? But killing a successor from the Dongxia Genealogy? That's a completely different story! Who knows if this little monster would arrange for my entire family to be wiped out just because I glanced at him the wrong way! I considered you a good brother, and this is how you repay me!
The expression on Guo Nu's face, standing at the front, kept changing even through his mask, his eyes filled with grief and anger. I didn't do it! It wasn't me! I didn't know…
It had to be said, Yuan Zhao's identity was indeed too exaggerated. The opposing group had been cautiously testing the waters, as if playing a pair of fours, but this kid had casually thrown down a royal flush, leaving everyone stunned and afraid to make a move.
We're all Border mercenaries. What do we fight and risk death for if not for money? If it were just killing and plundering as usual, such things aren't rare on the Border. But to kill a successor of a major Dongxia family in a game broadcast worldwide… goodness, you might as well go do a New Treasure Island dance in front of the White Emperor's Son.
For a moment, everyone looked at each other. Under Yuan Zhao's imposing scolding, no one dared to take a step forward.
Until, from within the invisible barrier, a slender, blurry figure appeared, revealing a pair of familiar eyes coldly watching the young man before her.
"Yuan Zhao, you're so strong, even our Lin family has felt your might," she said.
"Lin Yu?"
Yuan Zhao was taken aback, then became annoyed. "Your Lin family really is used to being overbearing! You lead people to chop me, and you expect me to just stretch out my neck for you?"
Nearby, Huai Shi quietly asked, "You know her?"
Yuan Zhao clicked his tongue and lowered his voice. "The Lin family is notorious for that psycho daughter, an unreasonable brother, and a shrewish mother; everyone steers clear of them… How did you offend her?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen… wait a second, oh, I remember now!"
Huai Shi was instinctively deflecting blame, but after rummaging through the Book of Fate in her pocket and searching for a while, she suddenly found the trace of that resentful gaze from the corner of her memory. An idea struck her. Pointing at Lin Yu, she exclaimed,
"—You're that old lady who made the Witch Stew during the Chef Demon competition!"
"…"
Lin Yu was stunned for a moment, then the malice in her eyes grew even more intense. Following that, she heard Huai Shi lament helplessly, "It's been so long, and you haven't been taking care of your skin… How many days has it been since you moisturized? You've swollen to this size."
CRACK.
In the silence, everyone heard the sound of teeth being ground together.
The best ways to offend a woman are to call her old, ugly, or fat; Huai Shi had casually managed all three.
Seeing how that little White-named face who once took her promotion materials was being so arrogant, Lin Yu's face turned green with anger.
Huai Shi quickly stepped back, hiding behind Yuan Zhao, and asked softly,
"…Can you handle it?"
Yuan Zhao rolled his eyes. "Why would I bother to go head-to-head with a psycho when I have nothing better to do? She's insane when she snaps!"
"Then forget it." Huai Shi sighed. "I'll think of something myself."
At that moment, Lin Yu's furious voice came from the front, "I'll say it one last time, Yuan Zhao, get lost! Don't get in my way!"
"I…"
Yuan Zhao looked up, about to speak.
But he felt a hurricane surge from behind him.
In an instant, it was as if a dozen air cannons had blasted simultaneously. A deep, thunderous roar shook the ground as the storm swept forward, following the suddenly erupting shadow.
One step, and the earth trembled unsettlingly.
Two steps, and countless branches buzzed and shivered.
By the time the third step was taken, amid overlapping thunderous roars, withered branches and leaves scattered in all directions. In the blink of an eye, Huai Shi's speed soared to its limit.
Yu Step, Yu Step, Yu Step.
Triple-fold Yu Step!
Twenty meters.
The safety distance deliberately left by the attackers was crossed in a single leap. In an instant, Lin Yu's pupils reflected Huai Shi's indifferent face, and in her raised palm, she firmly gripped the Sacrificial Knife.