You Did That on Purpose?

Curious!?

That's interesting!?

Is this something you're curious about? Fine, we respect you for being a man of honor.

Lushan stared wide-eyed, looking completely incredulous, as if he couldn't believe it. He felt that this A Yu was something extraordinary!

At the beginning, no one introduced their qualifications; Lushan assumed that everyone was roughly the same level of beginner or intermediate newbie.

Could it be that A Yu and the seemingly aloof Zhao are actually high-ranking big shots?

If we can build a good relationship, maybe we can get some guidance from a higher-ups in the future...

No one shared Lushan's thoughts. After a brief silence fell over everyone upon hearing Yu Xing's answer, Xiao Yan said, "Oh, I see. Um, is it over now?"

"It's probably over," Orange replied.

Xiao Yan was a little uneasy. "Then why didn't the thing in the mirror move?"

Sheng Wan looked at her trembling and said speechlessly, "Anyway, the request has been fulfilled. Whatever happens to the ghosts, it has nothing to do with us anymore. What are you afraid of?"

Since they had already shouted "go!" and the guests' requests had been fulfilled, everyone just wanted to leave the room as soon as possible and get away from the little Female Ghost who was still standing in the mirror.

Xiao Yan was most afraid. She told the others that she was leaving first, and then she grabbed Chengzi and staggered past Yu Xing, as if Zhao Yijiu were some kind of monster.

Sheng Wan chuckled softly and muttered, "Useless."

Lushan nudged her, signaling her not to be so sarcastic, and then the two said goodbye and left.

Only Zhao Yijiu remained in the room. Yu Xing asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

Zhao Yijiu: "Wait a minute."

He turned to face the mirror, where the little girl riding on his back and his own broken-necked reflection were still there, making him quite uncomfortable. He said to the little girl, "Get off."

Seeing that someone was still paying attention to her, the little girl grinned and made a face, while several lines of bloody words appeared on the mirror.

[Finally someone to play with me today, hehe, will you play with me a little longer?]

The tone was exactly the same as that of the customer who left a note requesting the same thing.

"Is this the second requirement?" If so, then it's another set of points.

The little girl rode high up, looking down at Zhao Yijiu, and shook her head.

[This isn't my second request. I just want the older brother to play with me a little longer. I'm so cute, he won't refuse me, right?]

She could not utter a sound; all her expressions were conveyed in blood.

"I'm busy." Zhao Yijiu refused decisively, and stepped forward, repeating, "Go down."

In reality, the image in the mirror isn't entirely Zhao Yijiu himself, because the Zhao Yijiu in the mirror doesn't change at all with his physical body's movement. It's like two independent individuals; it's just that the image in the mirror is stealing Zhao Yijiu's face.

It was probably Zhao Yijiu's commanding tone that provoked the little girl, for her face suddenly contorted into a ferocious expression. She grabbed Zhao Yijiu's reflection in the hair, and lines of bloody words appeared frantically.

[No! Disgusting living people, do you think you're so great? Letting you play with me is doing you a favor, you...]

"Don't be ungrateful!" Yu Xing interjected with amusement, the word "blood" pausing abruptly.

He walked in and stood beside Zhao Yijiu, casually saying to the little girl, "You're a customer here, right? Let me tell you, minors aren't allowed in bars. Did you sneak in behind your parents' backs?"

The little girl shrank back.

"Go home now, or I'll tell your mom and you'll get a spanking." Yu Xing skillfully threatened the child, successfully making the little girl cry.

Ghosts are more emotional than the living, and the little girl, perhaps truly terrified of her mother, cried and cursed at the same time.

[You are evil people, I never want to see you again, I curse you to be devoured by the evil spirits Beneath the Forgetfulness River, reduced to ashes...]

A short sword appeared in Zhao Yijiu's hand, and she decisively plunged it into the mirror.

His sword was so fast that the mirror didn't even crack in all directions. The little girl didn't even realize what was happening before, and with a flick of his wrist, the entire mirror wall shattered with a "bang!"

The little girl's scream pierced our ears, but after the mirror shattered, no one could see her anymore.

Zhao Yijiu quickly stepped back, dodging the rain of glasses that was pouring down on her face. Then she pushed up her glasses and looked at Yu Xing, who was soaked to the bone. "Why didn't you dodge?"

Yu Xing guard, Yu Xing was nearly hit in the face by shards of glass. He only had time to raise one hand to shield his face. "You attacked without warning!"

"I told her to get down, she can't understand human language." Zhao Yijiu glanced over, and as he expected, Yu Xing didn't back down at all, but none of the many shards of glass cut Yu Xing, and even her clothes were intact.

He was just faking weakness; he would never believe a single word Yu Xing uttered about "I can't do it" again.

"..."

Yu Xing shook off the small shards of glass from her clothes, then turned to look at Zhao Yijiu with a scrutinizing gaze. "Did you do this on purpose?"

Zhao Yijiu: "No."

"Then what's with that almost laughing expression on your face?"

Zhao Yijiu seriously, "I wasn't laughing."

Then he offered to explain the little girl's species, "It must be a kind of ghost that creates optical illusions, meant to scare people away from the participants in the Spirit Communication Game. That way, it can kill those who break the rules according to the Yugi's rules."

Yu Xing: Brother, your ability to change the subject is simply unbearable to watch.

Since he wasn't injured anyway, Yu Xing stopped dwelling on the issue. He figured it was just a minor retaliatory act by a kid who always managed to get the better of him—no big deal.

Zhao Yijiu destroyed something he didn't like and incidentally made Yu Xing suffer a small loss, which cheered him up. After leaving the house, he received a points notification from the system.

[Points +20]

With this, including the points Yu Xing earned, they collected a total of 55 points in less than half an hour on the second floor.

This is incomparable to the drinks sold on the first floor.

Yu Xing stepped back into the corridor, hands in his pockets, and gave Zhao Yijiu a brief account of the contents of Bloody Mary's room.

He only mentioned that Bloody Mary had tried to deceive him by using certain conditions, but he saw through her scheme and then stopped talking.

However, Zhao Yijiu paused in her tracks. "How did you manage to get Bloody Mary to leave in the end?"

Yu Xing raised an eyebrow. "It's a secret."

Zhao Yijiu asked again, "What happened to your hand?"

Um?

Yu Xing looked at him with some surprise. Zhao Yijiu was staring at the hand that was still in his pocket. "You didn't take your right hand out when you blocked the glass earlier, and you still are. You're injured."

Yu Xing was pleased with his keen insight, laughed heartily, and stretched out his hand.

On his right wrist, there was a deep wound that exposed the bone. Strangely, such a deep wound did not bleed; otherwise, Zhao Yijiu would have been able to smell the blood.

A wound that doesn't bleed might seem to reduce the risk of excessive blood loss, but in reality, Zhao Yijiu had witnessed how quickly Yu Xing's wounds healed; even a finger severed to the point of being nothing but skin could recover rapidly. Yet, this wound remained.

The wound was right on his wrist, and at first glance it looked like he had cut his wrist; it could have been fatal.

Zhao Yijiu was puzzled as to how this person could come to him so casually despite such injuries. He asked, "How did this happen?"

Yu Xing withdrew her hand, unconcerned. "It's nothing serious, it just heals a little slower."

"Is this the price you pay for sending Bloody Mary away?"