Who Let Big Sister Pamper You?

In the face of Liu Dang's arrogant threat, the young man gripping his wrist showed not the slightest ripple of emotion.

Su Bai did not even spare Liu Dang a glance. He merely turned his head slightly toward Angel Yan beside him and asked in a tone as casual as if he were asking, "What should we eat today?"

"If I kill him, will that cause trouble for you, Azhui, and Sister Qilin?"

His voice was not loud, yet it was like a block of ice crashing into boiling oil. The entire restaurant fell silent in an instant.

Liu Dang himself froze.

Kill him?

Was this kid insane? Did he even know what he was saying? Wasn't he afraid of his brother—or the police?!

But then he sneered again. Putting on an act. Keep pretending. This brat must be deliberately boasting to scare people. It was nothing but bluffing.

"Trying to scare me? With a little punk like you who hasn't even grown any—"

"Sure."

A smiling female voice, carrying even a hint of laziness, gently interrupted Liu Dang's tirade.

Angel Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, the corners of her lips curling into a faint smile.

Yet in Liu Dang's eyes, that smile inexplicably carried a chill that made his spine turn cold, like a demon whispering in his ear.

"Your Qilin sister might get a little headache... but—"

Her tone was light, even tinged with indulgence. "Who told Big Sister to dote on you? It's just a little matter. Big Sister will clean it up for you."

Her words were like thunder exploding overhead, making everyone present's scalps tingle.

In broad daylight, under everyone's watchful eyes—they were actually discussing "killing" and "cleanup" as if no one else existed?!

Rui Mengmeng was already completely dumbfounded. Her eyes were wide and her mind was a chaotic mess.

Wait... wasn't I apologizing because I accidentally knocked over a tray at the beginning?

How did the topic jump to "whether or not to kill someone" after just a few sentences?!

This time, Liu Dang was genuinely starting to panic.

"You... What are you trying to do?!"

Su Bai did not answer.

He simply exerted sudden force with the hand gripping Liu Dang's wrist—

A force that could not be resisted yanked Liu Dang forward, making him stumble. Before he could regain his footing, his vision blurred.

A crisp, resounding slap struck him squarely across the face.

Liu Dang did not even have time to cry out in pain before his entire body flew off the ground. He spun three or four full turns in the air before crashing heavily onto the floor like a broken sack.

He landed face-first and lay motionless, completely unconscious.

The entire restaurant was deathly silent, with only the sound of people repeatedly drawing sharp breaths.

He... He really did it...

And he had sent someone flying with a single slap, making him spin in midair?!

Was that really something a human being could do?

Rui Mengmeng's lips trembled faintly. She wanted to say something, but the overwhelming shock, fear, and confusion left her unable to make a sound.

Seeing her helplessness, Angel Yan approached and whispered comfortingly into her ear:

"Don't be afraid. Big Sister is also a holder of a Diary Instance. This is the diary's owner, Su Bai."

"And," she continued in a gentle voice filled with reassuring strength, "Big Sister is an angel. That person isn't dead. He merely passed out."

Only after hearing the word "angel" and learning that the man was not in any danger did Rui Mengmeng's taut nerves finally relax.

She hurriedly turned toward Su Bai, Yan, and Azhui, bowed deeply, and spoke in a voice that still trembled slightly:

"Th... Thank you."

Su Bai shook his head, his tone calm yet filled with undisguised disgust.

"No need to thank us. The nauseating stench on him simply made me very uncomfortable."

At that moment, the restaurant owner rubbed his hands together and approached with an ingratiating smile plastered across his face.

"Ha, haha... Young sir, as you can see, our business is small-scale, and this floor..."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced toward the spot where Liu Dang had crashed. Several tiles had already cracked.

"That's enough. Five hundred. It'll be enough for you to replace them."

Azhui spoke indifferently from the side as she took five red banknotes from her pocket and handed them over.

The owner accepted the money with an ingratiating chuckle, hurriedly muttering, "Oh my, you're so generous. Truly, so generous..."

After taking the money, he turned toward Rui Mengmeng, who was still standing stunned nearby. His expression became somewhat complicated, and only after sighing did he speak:

"Girl, I know things are difficult for your family. I've always thought you were sensible and hardworking... a good child."

He paused, lowering his voice slightly with helplessness.

"But you got involved with Liu Dang today... You've heard of his brother, Liu Chuang. My little shop really can't withstand their harassment..."

As he spoke, he took a small envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Rui Mengmeng's hands along with the five hundred yuan from earlier.

"This is your wages for this month. The extra... consider it a little token of my appreciation. You should... find another job soon."

Rui Mengmeng's eyes reddened, and tears kept swirling in them, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

She did not blame the owner, nor did she blame Su Bai and the others. She merely bowed deeply to the owner and spoke in a faintly trembling voice:

"Thank you, Boss... Thank you for taking care of me this month."

The owner waved his hand, his tone full of pity.

"Don't talk about taking care of you... You've been so hardworking, and I didn't really help with anything..."

Before he could finish, a rough roar suddenly came from outside the door:

"Who?! Which blind bastard dared to touch my brother?!"

Everyone turned toward the entrance at once—

Liu Chuang had stormed in, leading a large group of men with an aggressive air.

As it turned out, back when Su Bai had grabbed Liu Dang's wrist, one of the lackeys who had come with Liu Dang had noticed that something was wrong and secretly slipped out to send for help.

Liu Chuang strode into the restaurant, his gaze sweeping across the entire room like a blade.

The owner trembled all over in fright, terrified that this vicious star would smash his shop without a word. Liu Chuang had powerful backing, and if things really turned ugly, the little savings he had accumulated over half a lifetime would probably all be lost in compensation.

Liu Chuang looked around, only then noticing his own brother lying face-down on the floor, completely motionless.

Liu Chuang's pupils abruptly contracted.

Without caring about anything else, he rushed over in a few strides, threw himself beside Liu Dang, and reached trembling fingers toward his brother's neck.

His fingertips felt one faint pulse, then another.

He was still alive.

His tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, but immediately afterward, an even more savage fury roared to life.

Liu Chuang slowly raised his head. His eyes were like burning coals as he glared at the lackey who had called him over:

"Who did this?"

The lackey shuddered under his gaze. Trembling, he raised a hand and pointed toward Su Bai, who stood not far away.

"B-Big Brother... It... It was him..."

Liu Chuang followed the shaking finger and looked over.

At the end of his line of sight was the young man's calm, almost indifferent face.

There was no panic, no provocation, not even the slightest ripple of emotion.

It was as though everything happening before him had nothing to do with him.

That utter disregard stung more sharply than any mockery.

The violent fire in Liu Chuang's chest could no longer be restrained.

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