The "Doom Sensor" Has Made a Contribution

The sudden and shocking scene left Liu Chen'ang momentarily frozen in place.

Su Bai, however, remained remarkably calm—perhaps because he had often asked Aunt Jiang to take him to the market as a child to watch chickens being slaughtered, or maybe because the "System" had not only granted him military-grade combat skills but also the mental fortitude to match.

Either way, he showed no reaction.

Liu Chenhu took half a step forward, instinctively shielding the two young people behind him.

"Ah! My Guoguo!"

Just then, the frantic voice of a middle-aged woman rang out.

A woman with permed hair and high heels stumbled toward them from the opposite side of the grove, her steps unsteady.

Sensing her approach, the aggressive Tibetan mastiff growled lowly, as if issuing a warning.

The woman recoiled in fear. "Whose mangy mutt is this? Attacking my Guoguo in broad daylight—have you no decency?"

"Wait, stay back! That dog isn't right!"

Before Su Bai could even voice a warning, Liu Chenhu spoke up first.

Credit where it's due—the old man had sharp instincts.

The mastiff's fur was disheveled, and its snout looked off, almost as if it were sick.

The poodle's owner froze, still processing the situation, when the mastiff suddenly erupted into furious barks, crouching low as if ready to pounce.

In that split second, Su Bai moved silently, stepping toward the woman and the dog.

As the mastiff lunged, so did he.

Amid the woman's shrill scream, the dog charged—only to be intercepted by Su Bai, who delivered a devastating kick to its belly.

A dog's stomach is one of its most vulnerable spots, and Su Bai didn't hold back, leveraging his enhanced physical prowess to the fullest.

The kick was fatal.

Just like that, the mastiff lay lifeless on the roadside.

"Oh… Thank you, young man! Who knows what would've happened if you hadn't stepped in!"

Snapping out of her daze, the woman hurriedly thanked Su Bai.

"No big deal," he replied casually, though inwardly, he was pleased.

Admittedly, the thrill of doing a good deed felt pretty great.

Truth be told, he had little patience for stray aggressive dogs like this—they were a real hazard in the city.

Seeing this, Liu Chenhu and Liu Chen'ang rushed over.

The latter immediately checked if Su Bai was hurt, sighing in relief when she found him unscathed.

His sudden charge had terrified her.

Who knew he could take down a massive dog without a scratch?

As for Liu Chenhu, he cautiously inspected the mastiff, confirmed it was dead, and called the police.

A dangerous breed like this appearing by the river couldn’t possibly be a stray—someone had to be held accountable.

It didn’t take long for the officers to arrive.

To Su Bai’s surprise, it wasn’t the usual patrol team but a squad led by a man who carried himself like a high-ranking official.

Yet despite his authoritative demeanor, the man turned obsequious the moment he saw Liu Chenhu, offering a nervous, ingratiating smile.

"Ah, Director Liu! My deepest apologies for this incident happening in our jurisdiction… Are you and your son alright? This is entirely due to our oversight, but rest assured, we’ll track down the irresponsible owner and impose the harshest penalties…"

"Director Yu, no need to be too tense," Liu Chenhu said calmly. "We got lucky this time—no one was hurt. Thanks to my son’s classmate stepping in when he did, things could’ve taken a much darker turn."

The aunt beside them, still shaken, nodded repeatedly. She opened her mouth as if to say something but ultimately stayed silent.

Her eyes darted between Director Yu and Liu Chenhu.

Hmm… neither of them seemed ordinary.

Anyone with a bit of life experience could tell—getting a district bureau director to personally intervene spoke volumes about their influence.

Not to mention, the way the two exchanged glances made it clear they were well acquainted.

Hearing Liu Chenhu’s words, Director Yu quickly reaffirmed his loyalty before shifting his attention to Su Bai.

According to Liu Chenhu, this was the young man who’d acted heroically.

"Thank you, young man. Really, thank you for stepping up when it mattered!"

"No need for thanks, just doing what anyone would."

Director Yu shook Su Bai’s hand warmly, already sizing him up in those brief moments.

Liu Chenhu had mentioned he was Liu Chen’ang’s classmate—meaning he was a student at Jiangcheng University.

Yet, the way Su Bai carried himself in front of authority was anything but ordinary for a college guy.

Most students would show at least a hint of nervousness or awkwardness when dealing with seasoned professionals.

But Su Bai? Not a trace.

From Director Yu’s experience, this kid was probably thick-skinned with a sly streak—yet his tall, striking looks kept him from coming off as anything less than confident.

Still, what really caught Director Yu’s attention was…

He crouched beside the lifeless dog, studying it for a moment before turning back to Su Bai, disbelief in his voice. "You took this thing down with a single kick?"

"Yeah, that’s right."

"Martial arts background?"

"Something like that. I know a thing or two."

"Modesty won’t do here—what you’ve got is real skill, not just flashy moves."

Director Yu stood up, impressed.

A large dog attack would’ve been a major public safety incident, the kind that could blow up online and put the authorities under fire.

Thankfully, Su Bai had been there to handle it.

Then again, martial artists were rare these days. It was grueling training with little practical use in modern society.

Public safety had improved drastically, and schools kept things strict—most diligent students could go their entire high school years without ever getting into a real fight.

Oh, and one more thing.

Su Bai wasn’t just skilled—he was also a top-tier student who’d made it into a 985 university.

Suddenly, Director Yu understood why Liu Chenhu treated Su Bai with such warmth.

Though his understanding was still incomplete—he’d been too focused on the dog to notice Su Bai’s financial standing…

With the situation mostly resolved, the aunt who’d nearly been attacked insisted on rewarding Su Bai properly, proposing a meal together.

But she was still recovering from the shock, so they exchanged contact details to arrange it later.

As for what came next?

Liu Chenhu offered to take Su Bai out for morning tea.

"Really, Uncle, there’s no need to treat me."

"Hey, don't say that. I may be old, but my memory isn't that bad yet." Liu Chenhu chuckled, tapping his temple. "I remember it clearly—if you hadn't warned us and stopped us from going further, we might have run straight into that mad dog."

"Yeah, Su Bai, how did you know there was danger ahead?" Liu Chen'ang asked curiously.

"Just luck," Su Bai replied vaguely.

In truth, of course, it was because of the "Misfortune Sensor's" warning.

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