Look at mine

“Yeah, what a coincidence. My name is Lin Yu.”

Lin Yu said with a smile.

After greeting Xia Muzhu, Lin Yu turned to the white-haired man whose face had visibly darkened and said:

“Buddy, just because you know her name doesn’t prove anything. Get going, scram wherever you came from.”

The white-haired man didn’t move. His gaze grew increasingly venomous. After glancing around to confirm no one else was nearby, he spoke in a sinister tone:

“I suggest you leave now and mind your own business.”

As he spoke, the white-haired man pulled out a folding knife from his pocket. He pressed the button, and the sharp blade snapped open with a metallic click. The sleek, silver-gray blade gleamed coldly under the streetlight, its threatening intent unmistakable.

Seeing the knife, Xia Muzhu tensed up immediately. No longer keeping a wary distance from Lin Yu, she moved closer, gripping his sleeve tightly, afraid of being abandoned in this situation.

Lin Yu glanced at the folding knife in the white-haired man’s hand, his lips curling into a disdainful smirk. He scoffed mockingly:

“Hah, you’re really showing off something that small?”

“Take a look at mine!”

With a bold shout, Lin Yu lifted the hem of his coat and reached toward his pants.

Xia Muzhu, hiding behind him, was stunned by this unexpected move.

What kind of bizarre twist was this?

What exactly are you about to show him?!

Her face flushed crimson, but fortunately, the scenario she imagined didn’t happen. Lin Yu simply retrieved a black rod clipped to his waist before letting his coat fall back into place.

“Check this out!”

Lin Yu raised the black rod, twirling it skillfully between his fingers like a pen. Then he pressed a switch.

At the top of the rod, four bent wires suddenly emitted a faint purple glow, followed by a crackling buzz. As the light persisted, a faint burnt smell drifted through the air.

“So?”

“Wanna give it a try?”

Lin Yu grinned devilishly, his tone brimming with arrogance.

“Damn!”

“You’ve got such a badass self-defense weapon?!”

“You—just you wait!”

Realizing his knife was no match for the stun baton, the white-haired man spat out a hollow threat before scurrying away in defeat.

Only after he was gone did Xia Muzhu finally exhale in relief. She turned to Lin Yu gratefully:

“Thank you so much. If it weren’t for you tonight, I don’t know what I would’ve done.”

“No big deal!”

Lin Yu waved his hand grandly, exuding the demeanor of a chivalrous hero.

“But girls should really be careful walking alone at night. Avoid deserted paths like this—stick to main roads where there are more people. Bad guys won’t dare act there.”

He added this reminder.

Xia Muzhu nodded earnestly, still shaken.

“You’re right. I’ll definitely be more careful from now on. That was way too dangerous.”

“Just being careful isn’t enough.”

Lin Yu shook his head, his expression serious.

“The world is full of surprises. Besides staying alert, you should also have some means of defense, so you can protect yourself when the unexpected happens.”

As he spoke, he waved the stun baton in front of Xia Muzhu’s eyes.

“See? I carry this everywhere, and it just came in handy, didn’t it?”

“And honestly, stun batons are perfect for women.”

Lin Yu cradled the device in both hands, enthusiastically listing its advantages.

“It’s lightweight and compact—fits in a bag without taking up space.”

“Packs a punch too. One touch, and the bad guy’s down in seconds.”

“It’s also safe. Unlike knives, there’s no risk of accidentally hurting yourself while using it.”

“Best of all? It’s super easy to use!”

He pressed the rubberized button at the base, and the baton crackled to life. When he released it, the current vanished instantly.

“See? Using it is as simple as flipping a light switch.”

“Truly the ultimate choice for innocent young ladies and mature women alike to protect themselves!”

Lin Yu spoke with infectious enthusiasm, like the world’s greatest salesman pitching his star product.

“Mhm!”

Xia Muzhu nodded eagerly, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling. Clearly, she was already won over by Lin Yu’s silver tongue.

“So?”

“Want one, beautiful?”

Lin Yu grinned, offering the stun baton to her.

“Yes!”

Xia Muzhu’s face lit up with excitement. Instinctively, she opened her bag to dig for cash, but after a few seconds, she suddenly remembered she’d left in a hurry and hadn’t brought her wallet. All she had inside were a few loose bills—probably not enough to buy the baton.

Embarrassed by her empty pockets, she looked up awkwardly and asked:

“How much is it?”

“Free. It’s yours.”

Lin Yu flashed a carefree smile and slipped the baton into her open bag. After tucking it in, he couldn’t resist adding:

“Look, perfect fit—like it was made for this.”