Sister Hong kept talking,
adopting a stance ready for a full-on charge.
Huang Feirong knew she’d messed up big time.
If Sister Hong ended up damaging the treasures in Lin Yu’s bag, how much would they have to pay in compensation?
And it wasn’t just one item—it was three!
In a panic,
Huang Feirong hurriedly shouted:
“Mom, don’t hit him! He’s a big treasure!”
The words managed to buy them about ten seconds.
Sister Hong stared at her daughter in disbelief:
“You’re calling him ‘big treasure’ now?”
“I’ve never even called your dad that!”
“And that old fart of a father of yours never called me that either!”
Lin Yu’s inner thoughts:
Heh. I’m tired. Just end me already.
When people are at a loss for words,
sometimes they really have nothing to say.
Either don’t try to mediate at all,
or at least use some common sense when you do.
What kind of strategy is it to fuel the warrior’s rage?
Shen Buyao had originally come to watch the drama unfold—something along the lines of “visiting a friend’s house only for her mom to suddenly start hitting her.”
But who would’ve thought
the blame would somehow shift inexplicably onto Lin Yu?
If she didn’t speak up now, things might spiral out of control.
Shen Buyao said loudly:
“Auntie Hong, he’s the seller of the ‘Carved Lacquer Grapevine-patterned Begonia Tray’ I mentioned yesterday.”
The moment those words left her mouth,
the girl in front of the arcade machine instantly locked her gaze onto Lin Yu.
Just that one sentence
was enough to make Sister Hong immediately calm down.
“Oh~ So it’s you!”
“Then that was definitely a misunderstanding…”
“A big shot like you wouldn’t have any interest in my silly daughter.”
Lin Yu: “……”
That’s the logic here?
I thought it was just because Shen Buyao’s words carried weight.
With the farce finally over,
Lin Yu had his identity confirmed and became the center of attention once again.
“The treasures weren’t damaged, were they?”
Huang Feirong glanced worriedly at the backpack.
Lin Yu shook his head:
“Don’t worry, they’re fine.”
“Auntie Hong… nice to meet you. I’m Lin Yu, a friend of Buyao’s.”
He wanted to call her Sister Hong, but worried it might come off as impolite.
After all,
Shen Buyao was addressing her as Auntie Hong without hesitation.
Sister Hong said cheerfully:
“Just a misunderstanding. You’re a handsome young man.”
“Call me Sister Hong—Auntie Hong is what they call me.”
“Everyone outside calls me Sister Hong.”
Lin Yu smiled and nodded:
“Got it.”
Just as Lin Yu was about to shake Sister Hong’s hand,
the girl at the arcade suddenly stood up.
“Which Lin and which Yu?”
Lin Yu, puzzled:
“Double-wood Lin, double-feather Yu.”
“Sorry, my memory’s bad—have we met before?”
The girl shook her head.
Shen Buyao said irritably:
“Don’t mind her. She’s just mentally challenged.”
The girl stuffed her hands into her baseball jacket pockets:
“Boss, I believe we’re still in the middle of a fight.”
“Please don’t talk to me first.”
Lin Yu: “……”
Are they really aunt and niece?
What kind of duo is this?
Just as Lin Yu was about to shake Sister Hong’s hand again,
the girl suddenly stepped forward and interrupted:
“Hey, was that name given to you by your parents? Or your grandparents?”
Lin Yu: “???”
“My parents… does it matter?”
The girl shook her head again:
“Not really…”
“But—”
“Was it your dad or your mom?”
Lin Yu: “……”
Is she doing this on purpose, or is she genuinely curious?
What kind of weird questions are these?!
This time,
Sister Hong snapped first:
“Shen Jiuyi, shut the hell up!”
“How many times are you gonna interrupt a handshake?”
“If you’re in such a hurry, you go first!”
Shen Jiuyi?
Lin Yu had a sudden, oh-for-fuck’s-sake realization.
So Jiuyi was her actual name!
No wonder she was called Ninth Aunt at such a young age.
With a name like that, she was practically born into seniority.
Scolded by Sister Hong,
Shen Jiuyi walked straight up and extended her hand:
“Then I’ll go first. Hello, I’m Shen Jiuyi.”
“The number nine, and yi as in ‘carefree.’”
Sister Hong’s face turned red with suppressed anger: “……”
Lin Yu: “……”
She… actually took the offer?
Without even considering whether it was sarcastic?
Judging by Shen Jiuyi’s calm—almost blank—expression, she didn’t seem to be picking a fight.
A natural airhead?
Seeing that Sister Hong seemed to have no choice but to let her go first with a resigned jerk of her chin,
Lin Yu had no choice but to shake her hand first.
But the moment their hands touched—
A translucent information panel appeared beside her.
[Shen Jiuyi]
[Age: 21]
[&@#%￥！@#……]
[……]
[(Prerequisite quest incomplete. Cannot view.)]
Lin Yu: “！！！”
Garbled text?!
A whole mess of indecipherable code!
What kind of rogue sect member is this?!
Unlike the [Wide Recruitment] quest from the cat,
a character with an info panel like this
meant she already belonged to the Harmony Sect—no need for Lin Yu to recruit her.
But Shen Jiuyi didn’t live in the apartment.
He’d never seen her before either.
Could it be that even staying once or twice counts?
That was entirely possible.
But for now, Lin Yu had no way to confirm.
Prerequisite quest incomplete…
The only prerequisite quest tied to Shen Jiuyi would have to involve Shen Buyao.
Hiss—
Today’s trip
had turned out to be far more fruitful than expected.
He actually managed to fish out a "fugitive sect member"!
So her real age was only 21.
No wonder she looked about the same age as him.
Lin Yu stared at their clasped hands: "..."
What exactly was she trying to do?
Why wasn’t she letting go even after grabbing hold?
Sensing Lin Yu’s gaze, Shen Jiuyi spoke again:
"So, was it your dad or your mom?"
Lin Yu sighed inwardly. "My dad."
Finally satisfied, Shen Jiuyi released his hand.
After exchanging introductions, Lin Yu first took out the Haitang Plate for Sister Hong to examine, letting her verify it on the spot.
"Holy hell, this is the real deal!"
"Little Brother Lin Yu, our rule is not to ask about origins."
"We only take a commission for the auction. You can rest easy leaving this with me."
"I’ll make sure to hype it up properly—guaranteed to fetch a price you’ll be happy with."
"My niece here knows my reputation, or she wouldn’t have brought you to me."
Sister Hong carefully set the Haitang Plate aside, already hearing the clink of money in her mind.
Lin Yu politely thanked her and, following procedure, left the plate in her custody temporarily.
While Sister Hong was appraising it, Lin Yu kept an eye on Shen Jiuyi’s reactions.
She stayed silent the whole time, only showing the occasional subtle shift in expression.
Yet she displayed not a hint of shock or surprise over the Haitang Plate.
Incredible composure!
Was this the person backing the "Antique Sister"?
Lin Yu couldn’t help but regard Shen Jiuyi with newfound respect.
However—
The next moment, Shen Jiuyi finally spoke up:
"Fine, Buyao, I’ll grudgingly talk to you."
"What was that plate just now? Is it worth a lot?"
Lin Yu: "???"
...
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
