Chapter 75: Restraint

Yang Yi no longer paid attention to those four people; she crossed her arms, propped them before her nose, and fell completely into deep thought. When her thoughts returned to reality, she found the reception hall empty; Liu Liu Siyuan must have taken them away.

Not long after, Liu Liu Siyuan returned, walked to stand behind her, and remained silent, seemingly waiting for her next instruction.

"What you said just now was quite arrogant, wasn't it?" Yang Yi smiled. "When encountering such people, if you don't scare them, it will never end."

"You don't need to just scare them; even if you truly did so, everything would go as you wish," Liu Liu Siyuan said calmly.

Yang Yi looked at him in surprise and joked, "What, are you encouraging me to abuse my power?"

"On the contrary, I believe you are too restrained in your use of power."

Liu Liu Siyuan answered in a flat tone, "Compared to more people, such as those who suddenly strike lucky or scheme their way to high positions, and those who have just awakened, most of them would choose to use this rare power to seek more benefits for themselves or fully unleash their desires. But you, relatively speaking, restrain yourself to the point of..." He seemed momentarily at a loss for words:

"I have only seen this kind of restraint in very few people, and those people all possess lofty ideals or grand goals, or extremely strong principles, and most of them hold high positions."

"Sigh—" Yang Yi was almost blushing. "If you keep talking like this, I'll be too ashamed to show my face."

After exchanging a few idle words, Yang Yi said, "Those four people..." She frowned, as if the mere thought of them made her feel disgust. "Keep an eye on them; don't let them bully others in my name or cause trouble—I feel that, given their nature, they would absolutely do such a thing."

After Liu Liu Siyuan agreed, he went out, leaving Yang Yi alone in the reception hall again.

Silence fell over the room; Yang Yi's body slowly relaxed, and her gaze, unfocused, stared at the large crater she had smashed through the glass door outside.

Of course, this was intentional on her part, merely to create a show of force. Now that she thought about it, it seemed entirely unnecessary, even a bit childish.

In fact, she could have not returned, letting Liu Liu Siyuan resolve everything without her involvement, without anger, easily and effortlessly, making that family handle things exactly as she wanted.

But, driven by some unknown psychology—perhaps a desire for revenge—she wanted to see those faces collapse before her, to see fear appear before her, to watch how these people, so powerful, majestic, and terrifying in her childhood, now revealed their hollow, selfish, and foolish nature before her.

She wanted to see with her own eyes how they would grovel, beg desperately, and weep bitterly.

She could easily do so now.

But after seeing them indeed reveal that shallow, selfish, and foolish appearance, she felt extremely bored, even instantly losing the mood to watch them collapse and weep bitterly, so she dismissed them decisively and cleanly.

There was no thrill of successful revenge, no sense of satisfaction, only a void.

What was the point of this? Using status, power, and force to bully a few ordinary people, to suppress a few fools. Even if they wept bitterly, they were only submitting to power and force itself, not truly reflecting on their mistakes, not regretting the crimes they once committed against a little girl.

Some people only regret being caught, but they will never reflect on what they have done.

Everything that happened has happened and can never be changed; besides gaining a little psychological comfort, what meaning does revenge have?

She sighed boredly, stood up, and prepared to take advantage of this rare leisure to rest in her dormitory; this period had been too tense.

Just as she stood up, she saw Yang Ze running back alone; not far away, Liu Liu Siyuan hurried over, wanting to stop him.

"I... I have something I want to say to you alone," Yang Ze said to Yang Yi, panting.

Yang Yi waved her hand at Liu Liu Siyuan. "Let him in!" Liu Liu Siyuan glared fiercely at Yang Ze and went out.

"Speak!" Yang Yi looked at this cousin with cold eyes.

"Yang Yi... I know you have grievances in your heart; you suffered many wrongs when you were young..." It was clear these words were strange to him, but he seemed to have organized his thoughts in his mind just now, and now speaking them actually sounded quite proper. "Actually, when I first came, I felt it was wrong to treat you this way... but Mom, Dad, and my sister kept chattering on the side, so I felt it was the same as before... and I unconsciously acted that way..."

Yang Yi listened to him with a smile, as if watching a funny performance.

"... But think about it, if I hadn't opposed marrying you to a fool back then, now..."

Yang Yi's expression gradually changed; her smile faded further, and her eyes turned dark and heavy, like a sky filled with dark clouds pressing down low before a storm.

The air in the reception hall grew increasingly tense; countless tiny dust particles trembled silently, resonating with this tense air.

Yang Ze was an ordinary person; he could not detect the dark matter fluctuating rapidly around him, his nerves were not sensitive enough, and he failed to notice the atmosphere had changed.

"... That night, you begged me not to buy a new house; otherwise, Mom and Dad would use you to exchange for a bride price, and the bride price money would just cover the down payment... I cared so much about you; after all, you are my cousin, I am your cousin; how could I do such a thing..." Yang Ze said in a pretentious manner.

The scene from that day was forcibly brought up by the person before her; Yang Yi's breathing suddenly quickened.

She saw that girl, not yet seventeen, standing helplessly in the corner, listening as the "relatives" in the living room, right in front of her, discussed how to marry her off to the richest man in town's foolish son, using the bride price money obtained to pay the down payment for a new house in the city. Because their family's only male heir had grown up and needed to marry, and in these days, without a new building in the city, it was hard to find a match.

They didn't even care that she was standing right there, as if they were not discussing her, but rather discussing how much money was appropriate to get for fattening up a pig for sale.

She saw that girl walk out in a daze, linger by the river for a while, and then return.

When her cousin secretly crept in late at night, this time she did not resist desperately but begged him in a low voice, begging him not to buy a house in the city, begging him not to marry her off to a fool.

She wanted to go to school; she wanted to take the university entrance exam.

Her cousin stared at her in the darkness, his eyes shining terrifyingly, two eyes like two burning Xiong Xiong flames; he patted his chest and agreed readily, then his hands reached into her quilt...

"... Cousin, Cousin didn't understand things before; bullying you was just to tease you... Actually, Cousin has always cared for you deeply in his heart..."

Yang Yi came to her senses, looking at the man before her, almost stunned by his shamelessness.

She slowly stood up, her gaze astonished, her tone equally incredible: "You actually dare to come find me? You are foolish to such a degree? You are short-sighted to such a degree? For a bit of tangible or intangible benefit, you actually knew I had awakened superpowers, you knew I could easily kill you a million times, yet you still dared to bring this up?"

Yang Yi was not just surprised; she looked at him with admiration, as if she truly could not understand how such a stupid, such a shameless person could exist in the world.

"On what basis do you think I would let you rely on me to easily gain fame and fortune? Where did you get the confidence that I would care about our pitiful kinship and give you everything you want? Is your brain filled with shit? After you did those things to me, would I still think of any kinship? You are simply pitifully stupid!"

The air in the room suddenly solidified; not just the dust particles, but everything trembled slightly—the sofa, the coffee table, the hanging paintings, the walls, and the entire floor, the entire house, all vibrating gently at a tiny frequency.

Yang Ze finally noticed the changes in the surrounding environment; by the time he realized something was wrong, he was like an insect wrapped in amber, frozen in the air, unable to move.

His face gradually turned pale with fear.