Fear of the Delicate

An hour later, Wang San finally returned with Feng Zhong.

Wang San had changed into black clothes. He must have found time to put on some makeup, too, because he looked like a completely different person. His hair was slightly messy, with a strand hanging down over his eyes.

The makeup, made from who-knew-what, deepened the hollows around his eyes and paled his complexion. He looked gloomy and unhealthy.

"Big brother, I'm back. I wish you'd been the one who came with me to pick out clothes. Let's never be apart again, okay? The thought of you eating with someone else makes me feel awful. You're mine. I only want you to eat with me..." When Wang San saw Feng Yunjie, his eyes suddenly lit up. He gazed at him dreamily, as if he were the only person in the world.

The hairs on Feng Yunjie's neck stood on end. He instinctively took a step back and turned to run, but then he remembered Du Ge's advice and his promise to Feng Shiyi. Forcing himself to stay put despite his fear, he said in a trembling voice, "Wang San, don't talk to me like that anymore. I know you need to grow, so I can find you a woman—a pretty one. How about the neighbor girl you flirted with last night?"

"Big brother, do you hate me now? I don't want any other woman. I only want you. Don't give up on me. I know you're not that kind of person." Two trails of tears ran down his cheeks. As he looked at Feng Yunjie, Wang San seemed to lose all his vitality in an instant. He stepped forward, trying to grab Feng Yunjie's arm, and shouted frantically, "Big brother, you don't really mean this. They're forcing you, aren't they? Who is it? Him? Or him...?"

First he looked at Feng Shiyi, then at Zhang Han.

Feng Shiyi furrowed his brow.

Feng Yunjie abruptly stepped back and hid behind Du Ge. "Seventh Master, didn't you say he was usually normal? Why is he still acting like this?"

Watching Feng Yunjie hide behind Du Ge, Wang San's face went blank in an instant. His gaze turned ice-cold as he stared straight at Du Ge, as if he wanted to kill him.

Damn, he was really good at this!

Wang San's glare made Du Ge uneasy, but fortunately it didn't affect him too much. He shook his head. "I'll talk to him first."

"I want to talk to you, too. You'd better stay away from my big brother, or I'll kill you..." A sly smile crossed Wang San's lips. Then he looked at Feng Yunjie and switched to a natural smile. "Big brother, wait for me. I'll be right back to keep you company."

"Come on. Let's go to Yellow Room 7." Du Ge glanced at Wang San, shook his head, and walked ahead.

Wang San followed close behind, still glaring at Du Ge's back as if he wanted to kill him.

Du Ge could see it all perfectly with the eyes in the back of his head.

Feng Shiyi glanced at Feng Yunjie's pale face and finally realized something was wrong. He started to follow them.

Du Ge turned around. "Second-in-command, don't come over yet. He might not say what he needs to if you're there."

"Mm." Feng Shiyi hesitated, then nodded and turned toward Feng Yunjie. He needed to find out what was going on.

Feng Zhong looked from Du Ge to Feng Shiyi. "Second Master, why don't I get back to work? There's still plenty to take care of in the shop."

"Go ahead," Feng Shiyi said. "Don't tell anyone about what happened here."

"Second Master, I've served the Feng Family for years. Do you really think I'd be careless?" Feng Zhong gave Feng Shiyi a simple smile and bowed slightly. "I'll be on my way, then."

Yellow Room 7.

Du Ge and Wang San went inside. Wang San casually shut the door and said, "While I can still control myself, stay away from Feng Yunjie. Don't let me see him asking you for help again..."

"Watch your mouth, or I'll kill you first." Du Ge pulled out a chair and sat down, watching Wang San.

Wang San sighed helplessly. "If my words and actions don't match, my stats will drop. It took me a lot of work to raise them. If I go back to acting normal, they'll plummet."

"What advanced skill did you awaken?" Du Ge ignored his complaint and asked.

Wang San didn't answer. He glanced toward the door.

"Go ahead. No one's outside." Du Ge drew a throwing knife from his knife pouch and spun it on his fingertip. His exceptional Agility was enough to ensure he wouldn't accidentally hurt himself.

Watching the knife, Wang San said helplessly, "Fear of the Delicate. Anyone I'm in love with will feel intense fear toward me. Seventh Brother, I awakened it suddenly while you were testing me."

Du Ge's knife stopped spinning. "Is there a limit to how many people it can affect?"

Wang San was silent for a moment, then shook his head. "No." He looked at Du Ge and quickly assured him, "But don't worry, Seventh Brother. I'll never fall for you."

Holy crap!

That was way too overpowered!

Sure enough, no keyword was simple!

If he used that skill in a fight, just saying "I love you" could crush even the highest morale. Fighting someone gripped by fear would be an absurd advantage...

Compared to his Fear of the Delicate, Du Ge's Sacrifice oneself for righteousness seemed a little too ordinary.

Du Ge hesitated for a moment. "Then keep it under control. Stop scaring Feng Yunjie. I'm worried they'll lose patience and kill you."

"Seventh Brother, I'm already holding back," Wang San said with a bitter smile. "I haven't even used it on more people. I have to grow, right? Otherwise, all it takes is one slash and I'm dead. The skill makes people afraid; it doesn't make them run away! Besides, I wouldn't dare treat Feng Yunjie like that if you weren't here!"

He looked at Du Ge. "Seventh Brother, you don't want a useless teammate, do you? You forced my hand, too. Yandere was supposed to be a gradual-growth keyword. You had to slowly win people over. But you flipped the table too fast. Before long, everyone will know what happened to the Feng Family. If I don't grow stronger, I won't even be able to protect myself when I run into someone else."

"Find another way," Du Ge said. "You can't provoke Feng Yunjie any more for now. You'll ruin the team I worked so hard to build."

"All right." Wang San nodded helplessly. "I owe my life to you anyway. I'll do whatever you say. It'd be best if Feng Yunjie could find me another yandere target, preferably a woman. Honestly, if I didn't need to grow, I wouldn't want to torment a man, either! By the way, Seventh Brother, what's your keyword? How did you dare to make such a scene?"

"Maintenance," Du Ge said.

"..." Wang San's eyes widened in disbelief. "Maintenance? Not Chaos or Destruction?"

"Maintenance," Du Ge confirmed.

"I'm impressed. You're incredible." Wang San gave him a thumbs-up, clicking his tongue. "Tsk. You've got an auxiliary keyword, and you still dared to pull this off. I'm impressed, boss. You weren't even trying to win, were you? You just came here to have a good time?"

"If the martial world isn't in chaos, what would I be maintaining?" Du Ge glanced at him. "Anyway, keep it under control for now. Once I can manage the whole team, you can let loose. Don't worry about your safety. I'll protect you."

"Mm, got it." Wang San nodded, his spirits clearly low. Du Ge's Maintenance keyword had obviously made him lose faith in the future.