Yun Bajin

On the way home, Jiang Han gripped the steering wheel, but his gaze kept darting to the passenger seat as if he had seen a ghost.

Well, the changes after adding stat points were too huge; he's scared me... Ah~ my nowhere-to-be-placed cha... oh no, talent~

Li Wei tilted her head to look at the streetscape outside the window, yet her formidable perceptual power monitored Jiang Han's every move.

Finally, Jiang Han cracked, "Tell me, did you get plastic surgery again?"

Li Wei was left speechless. Didn't you see my uninhibited demeanor and ethereal, otherworldly temperament? Why are you fixated on plastic surgery?

"—Lastly, emphasizing this once: I, Li—cough! I, Jiang Xue, did-not-get-plastic-surgery!"

Jiang Han wore a look of utter disbelief, yet he also knew they had barely stayed at the hotel for two whose hours.

Whose plastic surgery could be this fast, and whose results could be this effective?

Then, if it wasn't plastic surgery...

Screeech—!

The hot pink supercar slammed to a halt, its tires leaving ear-splitting screeches and black marks on the asphalt.

The family SUV behind them nearly scared itself to death; had the following distance not been so great, it would have plowed right into their rear.

As for Li Wei, she was as steady as Mount Tai. The massive inertia brought by the supercar's emergency brake seemed nonexistent to her, and her body didn't even sway an inch.

Jiang Han turned his head to see this scene, his suspicions instantly confirmed.

Ignoring the harsh honking from behind, he stared wide-eyed at Li Wei and let out a sharp shriek, "You've reached Minor Perfection—?!"

"Tch..." Li Wei couldn't be bothered to entertain him.

Still Minor Perfection? Little bro, your horizons are too narrow, aren't they? Do you even understand a Vitality Value of 100? Saying it out loud won't scare you to death!

For the second half of the journey, Jiang Han seemed plunged into profound self-doubt.

Wasn't it just watching monsters fight for a few days? How did this fellow Jiang Xue breakthrough the moment she said so?

Back during the college entrance exams, Jiang Han's Vitality Value was 79, and his future was bright.

And the result? He labored away in university for two years, pouring in the resources he exchanged with his credits, yet his Vitality Value hadn't budged an inch!

A little over half a month ago, he went home on vacation to ask for help, only to find out that all the family's resources had been used up by Jiang Yao.

At the time, he felt utterly disheartened and, with a grim determination, chose to break through and become a martial artist.

Now, you're telling him Jiang Xue had reached Minor Perfection?

The more Jiang Han thought about it, the more aggrieved and suffocated he felt, sensing the world was full of malice toward him...

Deep within the Jiang Family Manor, a tranquil grove of small trees embraced an exquisite courtyard.

Inside the main room of the courtyard, a "royal sister" dressed in a red dress reclined on a chaise lounge, a seven-petaled red lotus swaying between her brows, making her appear all the more full of exotic charm.

Yet such a beauty was currently devouring potato chips without an ounce of image.

On the projection screen opposite her, a currently trending comedy variety show was playing.

The "royal sister" widened her beautiful eyes, immersed in the program, bursting into hearty laughter from time to time and scattering chip crumbs everywhere.

Suddenly, as if disturbed by something, she arched her pretty eyebrows, her face turning cold as she pouted and muttered, "That little madman from the Yun Family has quite some nerve, doesn't he? Does he really think this old lady can't wield her saber anymore?"

She seemed to want to sit up, but after struggling twice, she lazily collapsed back down.

"Forget it, forget it. Let the juniors sort out their own affairs. This old lady is still recovering from severe injuries—yes, severely injured, so I need to rest..."

"Sigh, ever since Mom went missing, this Jiang Family really gets worse with each generation~"

"The oldest one looks smart, but ends up being too clever for her own good; as for the second one, he's just a blockhead; the youngest one is even more aggravating..."

"The Jiang Family is going to ruin, truly going to ruin."

She raised the packaging bag, dumped all the remaining crumbs into her mouth, and even shook it carefully to ensure nothing was wasted before tossing the empty bag aside.

Her two jade-like hands flicked casually in the air, causing the grease and debris clinging to her skin to automatically separate, gathering into several "little balls" that obediently flew into the trash can.

Had Li Wei seen this scene, she undoubtedly would have found it familiar.

The way those stains flowed and condensed was extremely similar to her previous "water control" scenario.

Having finished off the chips, the royal sister beckoned to the refrigerator in the corner. The fridge door opened and closed, and a bottle of iced cola flew out automatically.

The bottle cap unscrewed itself in mid-air and neatly dropped into the trash can, while the bottle itself steadily landed in her hand.

She took a satisfied gulp, and before she even had time to swallow, her mind stirred slightly, her spiritual sense sensing a familiar hot pink supercar driving into the manor's perimeter.

Oh, the big 'granddaughter' and big grandson are back. Looks like there's a good show to watch.

However, she would still need to head out in a moment; she couldn't actually let Yun Zheng hurt her.

Xiao Qiu, ah, I've broken my heart over your son...

Thinking of Li Wei, the royal sister's spiritual sense swept past the supercar's passenger seat.

Then...

Pfft—!

"Proximity... Proximity to the Dao Body???"

If you search for the title and can't find it, you can try searching for the author—perhaps it was just renamed!

As the supercar approached the Jiang Family Manor, Li Wei trembled, instinctively covering her crotch, then thinking of something, she split a hand to block her chest.

Jiang Han glanced at her, just about to dish out a few sarcastic remarks, but then felt life was too devoid of interest and chose silence instead.

Li Wei, however, furrowed her brows tightly, carefully sensing her surroundings, her expression somewhat peculiar.

Was it an illusion? Why did it feel just now like I was being looked at completely bare?

Damn it, having perception that's too strong isn't a great thing either; it gives me the creeps...

At this moment, in the manor's main hall.

The originally lively atmosphere had abruptly turned chillingly cold.

Yun Zheng sat on the main long sofa, leisurely crossing his legs.

His left hand casually gripped the back collar of Jiang Yao's dress, while his right hand slowly and methodically massaged the girl's skirt hem.

Not until the bloodstains on his fingers were wiped clean did he carefully—as if treating some rare, precious treasure—gently lay the "unconscious" Jiang Yao down beside him.

He even thoughtfully tucked a soft cushion behind her back to make her "fainting" more comfortable.

Across from the shattered coffee table, a middle-aged, plump woman held a short, stout young man whose shoulder was soaked through with fresh blood.

She glared with bloodshot triangular eyes, her teeth grinding together to make a clicking sound as she rasped, "Young Master Yun, what is the meaning of this? Why did you shatter my son's shoulder?"

Yun Zheng was lowering his head to tidy the stray locks of hair on Jiang Yao's forehead. Hearing this, he didn't even raise his head, his tone as flat as if he were discussing today's pleasant weather: "His mouth is foul, who else is there to blame?"

A young girl behind the woman couldn't hold back anymore, pointing at Yun Zheng and shouting, "Mom! Don't listen to his nonsense! My brother was just making a joke with him, saying that if he ever dares to treat Yao younger sister badly in the future, we older brothers and sisters won't let him off! How on earth is that having an unclean mouth?!"

When the middle-aged woman heard her daughter's words, she nearly fainted from anger, wanting several times to pounce forward and tear Yun Zheng to pieces!

This little bastard had actually resorted to such a vicious attack on her precious son just because of a joke?!

Yet her gaze swept past the expressionless, pressure-exuding white-robed middle-aged man standing behind Yun Zheng, and the killing intent that had just surged instantly extinguished by more than half.

However, she was unwilling to let it go! As the head of the Jiang Family's second branch, when had she, Jiang Zhirou, ever suffered such a stifling loss?

Driven by a momentary surge of indignation, Jiang Zhirou abruptly turned her head to glare at Jiang Yunshu, who was cowering behind the crowd with a pale face, and sternly demanded, "Sister Yunshu, Jiang Yao's boyfriend is so vicious, shouldn't you give me an explanation?!"

"When our Jiang Family women marry out, why did your daughter invite an outsider over? Hmph, what kind of plot she's hatching, don't think I don't know!"

"Pity my poor son~~~"

Jiang Yunshu's body visibly stiffened, her face burning hot. She wanted to open her mouth and smooth things over, but she was afraid of offending Yun Zheng and shrank back, not daring to make a sound.

In her heart, she had already cursed Jiang Zhirou's entire family to a bloody pulp.

Last night, she had given repeated, strict warnings for every branch to keep their juniors in line and not go provoking this baleful deity of a Yun Zheng.

And the result?

That dead fat guy Jiang Yuquan just had to thrust himself forward! Accustomed to lording over Fengcheng under the banner of the Jiang Family, did he really think he was some big shot?

Now it was fine—he'd gone and stirred up trouble!

Still wanting an explanation? What kind of explanation did she want?

To offend the Yun Family for Jiang Yuquan's sake?

Never mind that the old lady was still recovering from injuries; even if she weren't injured, the Jiang Family couldn't afford to offend the Yun Family!

Jiang Yunshu struggled inwardly, pondering how to turn a major crisis into a minor one and a minor one into nothing at all.

Yun Zheng, however, didn't give her time to hesitate.

The youth simply stood up, stepped over the messy debris covering the floor, and leisurely strolled up to Jiang Zhirou.

"You mustn't talk nonsense. Little Yaor'er is so innocent and kind, what kind of bad intentions could she possibly have?"

He extended a single finger and poked Jiang Zhirou between the brows.

Perhaps due to breaking out in a sweat from shock and anger, the six-petaled golden lotus originally affixed there had become somewhat loose.

Poked by Yun Zheng like that, the golden lotus actually tilted askew.

Yun Zheng grinned. "Fatty, you mustn't slander Little Yaor'er, okay? Little Yaor'er is the cutest... As for the explanation you want? Hehe~ hehehehe~"

"Y-You, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Zhirou was frightened by his "deranged" appearance, dragging her son back two steps while stiffening her neck and putting up a false front of bravado.

Yun Zheng withdrew his smile, his expression haughty, then turned with casual flair to pace to the center of the hall, standing with his hands clasped behind his back in an air of utter detachment.

"What am I going to do? Naturally, fulfill your request..."

The corners of his mouth curved into a mocking arc as he swept his gaze over the crowd with a sweeping, overbearing aura.

"Don't say I didn't give your Jiang Family a chance! Today, I'm standing right here! All of you Quasi-Martial Artists in the Jiang Family, one and all—as long as any of you can defeat me, I'll give you a satisfactory explanation! How about that?!"

Hearing these words, the younger generation of the Jiang Family all shrank back behind their parents, not a single one daring to show their face.

Yun Zheng was extremely satisfied with their reaction. Yes, just like this—just this kind of desire to wipe me out yet complete inability to do anything about it!

Yet, right at the peak of his smugness, a clear and melodious female voice rippled out from the front entrance.

"Oh, and here I thought it was some grand VIP gracing us with their presence, turns out it's the illustrious 'Yun Bajin'?"