The man outside the door continued to press the doorbell, seemingly determined to keep pressing it until the door opened.
The harsh doorbell rang out repeatedly.
Inside the door, two scum with barely five combat power huddled together, trembling.
“Ge, ge… Does this not resemble The Ring to you?” Bai Yu’s teeth chattered.
Wang Xiaomie looked at the pitch-black night outside and the incessantly ringing doorbell at the entrance, then fell silent for a moment.
You don’t say. It’s really quite similar.
“…Let’s go upstairs and hide for a while. As long as we hold out until Fengjin comes back, it’ll be fine!” Wang Xiaomie lowered his voice and said to Bai Yu, “Come on, be quiet.”
Bai Yu nodded fervently, and the two crouched behind the sofa, slowly moving in the direction of the stairs. Just then, the piercing doorbell suddenly stopped.
The spacious room fell silent abruptly. Wang Xiaomie and Bai Yu froze in place, exchanging glances.
Da Bai gulped and turned to ask Wang Xiaomie, “Why did he stop ringing… Did he leave?!”
“I think it’s highly unlikely,” Wang Xiaomie said, slightly straightening up to look towards the entrance. “Wait a minute! What if he’s already inside?!”
“Oh damn, don’t scare me!” Bai Yu’s originally dark face turned pale with fear, his big black eyes darting around the room. He would probably scare himself to death before the monster even intruded.
Wang Xiaomie checked the room while comforting him, “You can refine weapons and have even tracked others before. Don’t be scared by a ghost!”
Muttering to himself, Bai Yu said, “I wasn’t afraid before because I thought I could beat him.”
After looking around and finding no one, Wang Xiaomie pulled back and asked, “And now?”
Bai Yu, with a completely honest expression on his dark face, said, “Now I think I was overestimating myself.”
“…”
Wang Xiaomie sat with his back to the sofa with his mouth twitching in speechlessness. He didn’t dare to move around randomly. Bai Yu also huddled on the side.
‘Knock, knock, knock.’
‘Knock, knock, knock.’
Wang Xiaomie turned his head, “Da Bai, can you stop trembling? Your feet are shaking like a pile driver.”
Bai Yu was puzzled, “I’m not trembling.”
Wang Xiaomie retorted, “Don’t deny it. Then, what’s with the constant pounding sound?”
Bai Yu asked, “Aren’t you trembling?”
Wang Xiaomie glared at him, “Nonsense! Even if I tremble, my slippers wouldn’t make that sound.”
“But I’m wearing slippers too!”
“…”
The two exchanged glances, each seeing the panic in the other’s eyes. “If it’s not you, and it’s not me, then who could it be? Could it be…”
‘Thud, thud, thud.’
‘Thud, thud, thud.’
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Hearing the sound so close, Bai Yu almost couldn’t hold back his tears, and Wang Xiaomie’s face changed drastically as well. After listening carefully for a while, he realized the sound might be coming from the living room’s French windows opposite the sofa.
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Djl Te, ilqr qjif, cbvvfv. Qjcu Wljbwlf ktlrqfgfv, “1~2~3!”
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“Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!”
Bai Yu screamed and pulled Wang Xiamie to quickly shrink back behind the sofa. Wang Xiaomie’s heart was pounding as he gasped in shock.
“Why hasn’t Boss Wen returned yet——!” Bai Yu wanted to cry but had no tears. He looked at Wang Xiaomie, “Ge, you’re a good person. He’s here for me. I’ll open the door and run out in a while. You, you go hide on the second floor. I’ll eat the steak you cooked in the next life.”
Wang Xiaomie didn’t expect the cowardly Bai Yu to be so courageous at this moment. He felt somewhat touched, but hearing that even in such fear, this fella hadn’t forgotten about eating steak tonight made Wang Xiaomie unable to suppress a laugh.
Wang Xiaomie had this peculiar habit – the more nervous and scared he was, the lower his threshold for finding things funny. So, he really couldn’t help but laugh, and after laughing, he felt relieved.
He patted Da Bai on the shoulder, “Don’t worry, we won’t die. Think about what happened with that girl yesterday. Didn’t we both survive smoothly? Here’s the plan: your weapon is on the first floor, my dagger is on the second. We’ll rush to our respective rooms, then come downstairs and deal with that sonofabitch!”
Moreover, Wen Fengjin would be back in five minutes. No matter what, they had to hold on until then.
Bai Yu wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded vigorously, “Alright!”
After exchanging nods, the two quietly adjusted their positions, ready to charge out. However, at that moment, there was a sudden scream from outside the window!
This was followed by a muffled and intense sound of a struggle!
Both Wang Xiaomie and Bai Yu’s eyes lit up when they heard the noise. Could it be that Wen Fengjin had returned?!
They cautiously stuck their heads out to look outside, only to find the man outside the French windows had disappeared. Wang Xiaomie hesitated for a moment and said, “Wait for me here. I’ll go check.”
After saying that, he picked up a small teapot next to the sofa and was about to go. However, Bai Yu grabbed him, “Ge, don’t go. I’ll go first! If there’s really something, I can run faster than you.”
But I am practically immortal! Do you have an infinite ‘save file’ feature? Once you die, that’s it, game over.
However, seeing the determination in Da Bai’s eyes, Wang Xiaomie could only say, “Let’s go together, it’s safer.”
“Okay.”
So, armed with a teapot and a vase, the two sneaked to the location of the French windows, hefting their ‘weapons’ in their hands. The sounds of the struggle became clearer, and where the man had stood just now, there was only a blackish puddle of something viscous, most likely blood.
The source of the fighting sounds was in the courtyard of the villa. When Wang Xiaomie and Bai Yu opened the French windows to look, they were almost dumbfounded by the sight of the people fighting.
After a while, Wang Xiaomie rubbed his eyes and asked expressionlessly, “Uh, am I seeing things? Why does it seem like I saw Sailor Moon?”
Bai Yu swallowed hard and said, bewildered, “Actually, I’ve never watched Sailor Moon… but if you’re describing a girl with golden twin ponytails, wearing a blue and white skirt, with a moon headband on her head, and vigorously hitting someone on the head with a blood-stained magic wand, then yeah, let’s call her Sailor Moon…”
“……”
“……”
Wang Xiaomie covered his face. Damn, it’s truly Sailor Moon! Sailor Moon, of all things! What day is it today? Did I accidentally switch channels?
If anyone should be beating this zongzi, shouldn’t it be some Lin Daozhang or Mao Daozhang? I know costumes are expensive, but did you have to cosplay as Sailor Moon to taunt us?!
And why the heck is it the manic version?! Is it fun to have blood flying in the air along with ponytails? Are you using the magic wand of Sailor Moon as a brick roller?!
That guy who has turned into a green-faced, fanged man is already coughing up blood from being beaten!
“Ahhh, I’ll kill you! Ah, ah, ah!” The ferocious-looking man on the ground, covered in blood and struggling like mad, had his skin and veins exposed. Just as he uttered threatening words, he was repeatedly struck by the emotionless yet exceptionally fierce ‘Sailor Moon’ with her staff, and burst into miserable shrieks.
A small pool of blood gathered on the ground.
The dull thudding sound made people feel the pain as if it were happening to them.
Even Wang Xiaomie and Bai Yu couldn’t help but furrow their brows, unable to bear watching directly. They covered their eyes with their hands and peeked through their fingers.
Anyone could see that this was a one-sided beating.
The weird pretty girl was clearly much more powerful than the monstrous man on the ground, who quickly ceased moving. She shook off the bloodstains from her magical wand, her sweet face now bearing a cold indifference that didn’t match her appearance at all. She stood up and, with beautiful yet icy eyes, looked directly at Wang Xiaomie and Bai Yu. Without uttering a word, she walked towards them.
As Wang Xiaomie looked at the thick black liquid dripping from the somewhat childish magical wand, he quickly pulled Bai Yu back a step.
Who knows what this ‘Sailor Moon’ in bizarre attire, appearing at their doorstep in the middle of the night and being so ruthless, might do!
Bai Yu, observing the slowly approaching girl, regained his senses. He uneasily retreated while issuing a warning with zero confidence.
“What, what are you going to do?! I warn you, just because you’re a girl doesn’t mean I won’t fight back!”
Just as Wang Xiaomie was about to say, ‘It would be great if she didn’t beat us up,’ the ‘Sailor Moon’ on the other side froze, and surprisingly, actually stopped.
Wang Xiaomie: Huh?! Is it really working?!
“Oh, damn, could it be that the overbearing aura around me has become this awesome?” Bai Yu, also visibly surprised, felt a bit proud and chuckled.
Before he could fully enjoy his satisfaction, the puppet-like blank Sailor Moon across them, shuddered all over.
Wang Xiaomie and Bai Yu were stunned by her reaction. Wang Xiaomie frowned and hesitated, calling out to her, “Hey, are you okay, young lady? Hey?”
“Is she injured or sick?” Bai Yu also felt a bit nervous. “I didn’t say anything, right? This isn’t how you do it even when trying to touch porcelain!”
“How about we go and check on her?” Wang Xiaomie suggested.
“But what if she’s a bad person?” Bai Yu hesitated, looking at Wang Xiaomie. An ordinary human couldn’t possibly have beaten that monster into such a state.
Before they could come to a decision, the beautiful girl suddenly collapsed to the ground with a bang, conveniently facing Wang Xiaomie.
Wang Xiaomie: …Please rise, Aiqing. There are no red envelopes here.
As the ‘Sailor Moon’ knelt, they noticed Wen Fengjin standing behind her, gently lifting his right hand.
Wen Fengjin held a supermarket bag in one hand, and with the other, he curled his fingertips slightly, the red pattern on his glabella becoming even more vivid because of his black attire and silver hair. The deep pupils flickered with a crimson glow.
When he made a slight movement with his raised hand, the pretty girl on the ground clutched her body in even greater agony. An invisible wind stirred, creating a suffocating atmosphere that reminded Wang Xiaomie of the time Wen Fengjin dealt with Yan Chun and the others in the underground palace.
“Xiao Wenzi!”
“Boss Wen!”
Upon seeing Wen Fengjin, Wang Xiaomie instantly felt relieved and a joyful expression appeared on his face. However, just as Bai Yu was about to step outside, Wen Fengjin suddenly shook his head.
Then, he turned to a dark corner where the faint light couldn’t reach and said, “The thing on the ground, is it yours?”
Something moved in the shadows, gradually becoming visible to them.
It was a man with a long braid and wearing a mandarin jacket. He looked to be under thirty, with a youthful and handsome face, resembling a well-educated person from a prestigious family. However, his once jet-black hair was now a mix of black and white, resembling the hair color of someone in their fifties or sixties.
He stood with his hands behind his back, a slight smile on his lips, and his long and narrow eyes, which should have given him a cunning appearance, appeared gentle.
“Apologies, apologies. Please don’t be angry, everyone. I am also a ‘craftsman.’ My child doesn’t understand things and has been chasing after this zombie for quite a while.” He cupped his hands in greeting to Wen Fengjin. “Considering she saved those two, I hope you can forgive my child.”
This man exuded a mature and steady demeanor that contradicted his appearance, resembling an aloof self-cultivating elderly sage. When he smiled, it seemed genuine, and his voice was sincere enough to prevent irritation.
Just as he finished speaking, a formidable pressure and immense force surged forward, capable of instantly crushing a person’s internal organs and sending them to the hospital. However, the man on the other side showed no change in his smile, maintaining his bowed posture.
“Saved?” Wen Fengjin looked at him with a smile that seemed both amused and not amused. He released his control over the strange girl lying on the ground. “You can take her away, but if I catch her ‘saving’ anyone from here again, all you’ll be able to bring back is her head.”
The man stood up straight, his expression unchanged as he nodded. “I will remember that.”
Afterwards, he lowered his hands, and the gentle smile on his serene and intelligent face faded. He walked over to the motionless girl on the ground and effortlessly lifted her with one hand, cradling her as if carrying his daughter.
He playfully tapped the girl’s nose. “Not feeling proud of your mischief anymore? Got a lesson, didn’t you?”
Though he seemed to be scolding, his tone was exceptionally gentle. After speaking, he stood up straight, about to leave with the child in his arms. However, he accidentally made eye contact with someone on the other side of the glass window.
The man showed a surprised expression; even his long and narrow eyes widened a bit. It seemed like he couldn’t help taking a couple of steps forward, and his forehead touched the glass.
However, he immediately stopped. A slow-moving line of blood emerged from his fair neck, and little drops of red seeped out, staining the collar of his robe.
Wen Fengjin was right behind him. “Take your eyes off him,” his eerie voice gently penetrated the ears of the two men. “That belongs to me.”
“Well, this is quite — offensive.” The man curled his fingers slightly, took a step back, and resumed his affable smile.
“But you have quite the collection. I mean, he might run into some trouble. I’ve encountered similar situations before. If you need help, feel free to come find me anytime.”
The man gestured to his shoulder with his fingers, hinting at something, and then gently placed a business card on the ground.
“Well then, until we meet again.”
The man in the mandarin jacket, holding the strange girl, vanished outside the villa.
After finally regaining calm, Wen Fengjin picked up the card with his pointed fingers.
Wang Xiaomie opened the French window and jumped onto Wen Fengjin, quickly recounting the perilous scene from earlier. Bai Yu also sighed in relief and put back the vase.
On the other side.
The man in the mandarin jacket, with a long braid and a head of graying hair, walked on the quiet road while holding the motionless girl in his arms.
He supported the girl who was slipping down again, smiling affectionately at her, “Isn’t he wonderful? Even better than the visitor we had?”
“Did you also defy my orders because of him?”
“…”
“You can’t do this again. We can’t afford to offend the one beside him.”
“…”
“Alright, alright, no sulking. Soon…”
The man looked up at the moon hanging in the night sky.
“He’ll definitely come looking for me…”
Translator:
A new character! What do you think, guys? Friend or foe?
I’m terrified
Is he talking about our little dumpling? Maybe something is still wrong with Xiaomie QAQ