Five o'clock in the afternoon.
Pingchuan City Public Security Bureau.
After completing her statement, Chen Qimeng finally reunited with Lin Yu.
"Xiao Yu, are you alright?"
"Did you run into Yi Haizhou? Were you hurt anywhere?"
"Was it you who sent He Jing to the ambulance? Were you scared?"
"It's all my fault! I was so stupid!"
"I didn’t realize it at all—those two were in on it from the very beginning..."
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The acting sect leader, now aware of the truth, is deeply grateful for your efforts!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Lin Yu gently patted Chen Qimeng’s shoulder, letting her calm down first.
Then he reassured her:
"I’m fine, Aunt Qimeng. There’s no need to worry."
"I’ve already told the investigators everything I know."
"They’ll figure things out and reach a conclusion."
"Did you just come back from the hospital? How is He Jing?"
Mentioning He Jing, Chen Qimeng couldn’t hide her resentment—it was written all over her face:
"The police told me everything. She conspired with Yi Haizhou to scam me."
"Yi Haizhou and she knew each other long before this. Even though the officers didn’t spell it out, I can guess what their relationship was."
"And I never noticed a thing before..."
"The doctors said she’ll live, but thanks to Yi Haizhou... she’s in a vegetative state now. The chances of her waking up are slim."
Lin Yu’s expression remained unchanged. He wasn’t surprised by this outcome.
When he went upstairs earlier and saw He Jing beaten to such a state, he knew her chances were slim.
The fact that she survived at all was a testament to her tough fate.
As for Yi Haizhou, there was no escape for him either.
While the two were giving their statements, Lin Yu had already used his "super hearing" to eavesdrop on the detectives at the entrance.
Yi Haizhou had been detained on the spot at a highway checkpoint.
While trying to abandon his car and flee, he was hit by a civilian vehicle, breaking his leg.
For these two lovers to end up like this—it was nothing but their own doing.
Lin Yu’s cleanup was simple.
He fulfilled his duty as a responsible citizen.
After going upstairs and witnessing He Jing’s condition, he promptly called the police and an ambulance.
When the police contacted him later, he returned to the station to give his statement.
The only evidence directly linking Lin Yu to the case was He Jing’s chat logs.
At most, he was a young man nearly tempted by beauty—a mistake easily made at his age.
Beyond that, there was nothing else to investigate.
The email exposing Yi Haizhou was sent from He Jing’s account, using her home IP.
As for Yi Haizhou’s so-called "chat records," no trace remained on his phone.
Even if Yi Haizhou’s later verbal testimony implicated Lin Yu, there was no evidence to support it...
In a small second-tier city, a "caught red-handed" attempted crime of passion wasn’t complicated enough to warrant deeper scrutiny.
If Lin Yu had been worried about trouble, he wouldn’t have orchestrated this revenge in the first place.
Several days had passed since his rebirth.
Now, he had finally "settled the score" with the two who had once killed Aunt Qimeng.
If he hadn’t done this, it would have festered in his heart forever.
...
On the way home, as Chen Qimeng listened to Lin Yu’s further explanation, even the last shred of sympathy she had for He Jing’s vegetative state vanished completely:
"He Jing is truly despicable!"
"She actually sent you... those kinds of messages in private!"
"Xiao Yu, you..."
Halfway through, Chen Qimeng hesitated, searching for the right words.
She didn’t know how to phrase it without sounding awkward.
Lin Yu, reading her expression, knew exactly what she was thinking.
"Aunt Qimeng, you’re worried she might have succeeded in tricking me into... losing my innocence, right?"
Chen Qimeng averted her eyes awkwardly: "..."
That was indeed what she meant.
But hearing Lin Yu say it outright made her feel strange asking such a question herself.
"Do I really seem that dumb and reckless?"
"So in Aunt Qimeng’s eyes, I’m the kind of guy who can’t resist a pretty face?"
Lin Yu deliberately feigned a disappointed look.
Seeing this, Chen Qimeng hurriedly explained:
"No, Xiao Yu, I-I didn’t mean it like that!"
"He Jing is so scheming, I was just a little... just a tiny bit worried about you."
"Not exactly worried—I know you’re upright and principled, really!"
Lin Yu quite enjoyed teasing her.
Watching her flustered reaction, he added:
"Don’t worry, I’m still pure and untainted, holding firmly to my principles."
"I only agreed to meet He Jing to see what she was plotting."
"Earlier, I saw her getting cozy with Yi Haizhou on the street."
"I already knew they were up to no good!"
"I just didn’t expect..."
"That they’d turn on each other so viciously. It was truly horrifying."
Indeed, "horrifying" was the perfect word for it.
Chen Qimeng sighed weakly, recalling her past interactions with He Jing.
If not for Xiao Yu by her side, she’d probably still be dancing to He Jing’s tune right now.
"Auntie Qimeng, after we get home, let's not mention this incident to our housemates."
"They're all girls, and a murder case might scare them."
Chen Qimeng nodded quickly and replied earnestly:
"Xiao Yu, I was just about to remind you of the same thing. If possible, don’t bring this up with anyone around us."
Unlike Lin Yu,
Chen Qimeng wasn’t worried about frightening others.
Instead, she was concerned that since Lin Yu had spoken with He Jing and even visited her new home alone,
if others found out,
it might harm Xiao Yu’s reputation.
Once they reached an agreement,
Lin Yu shifted the conversation to lighten the mood, bringing up Xia Yiwei’s plan to treat everyone to a meal at "Gourmet Street."
At this hour, Chen Qimeng naturally wouldn’t return to her flower shop.
As the "lady of the house,"
she was more than happy to welcome their new member, Maomao, with a shared meal where everyone could introduce themselves.
Even if Xia Yiwei hadn’t offered to treat them,
Chen Qimeng would have prepared a home-cooked meal to celebrate Maomao’s arrival.
The moment they stepped back into the apartment building,
a system notification chimed in Lin Yu’s mind.
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You have completed the urgent mission: "Hunting the Demon!"
[Thanks to your intervention, the Joyous Sect’s foundation is now fully secured, eliminating all future threats to its growth!]
[Rewards: 200 Sect Contribution Points, 600 Spirit Stones, and 1 free draw in the System Mall.]
[Ding!]
[New urgent mission issued: While the "Haven of Mortal Desires" has gained your protection, the sect currently lacks recreational facilities beyond the cave dwellings and public cultivation grounds. Please locate a suitable immortal mountain within the designated area to serve as an exclusive leisure retreat for sect members!]
[Designated scope: This residential community.]
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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...
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
