After leaving No. 3 Street, Jun Wangchen checked his merit points. Reporting the brothel and helping the police solve the case had earned him a total of 400 merit points, leaving him 1,600 short of 2,000.
"Whew, earning merit points is going to be a long, hard road!" Jun Wangchen shook his head with a wry smile. Putting the matter aside for now, he returned to campus, planning to think over ways to earn merit points in his dorm room.
But when Jun Wangchen entered the room, the sight before him made his pupils contract.
The entire room was a mess. Chairs and books lay scattered across the floor, as though a brawl had just taken place.
Jun Wangchen glanced at his desk and found traces of blood on it, with a note lying amid the stains.
(Jun Wangchen, if you want to save your roommates, come to the Bamboo Grove on the Back Street of Jinling University. Remember, don't call the police, or I can't guarantee your roommates will come out unharmed.)
Reading the note, Jun Wangchen's gaze turned icy. He performed a divination with his fingers, and his face instantly darkened, murderous intent filling his eyes. "Qin Shou, you're asking to die!"
He had thought Qin Shou would rein himself in after the last mixer. Instead, the man had only grown worse, even daring to lay hands on his brothers. It was unforgivable.
"You think having the Wei Family's young master backing you means you can do whatever you want? Heh, let's see how much trouble you can make today!" Clenching his fists, Jun Wangchen stepped off the fifth-floor balcony with an icy expression and landed steadily on the ground. In a few swift bursts, he raced toward the Bamboo Grove like lightning.
Meanwhile, in the Bamboo Grove