Chapter 114: Why Do You Deserve to Live So Splendidly?

Ten minutes later, Jin Shaoyu walked out of the Rest Room, refreshed, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, rubbing his slightly sore wrists, leaving the battered and delirious Jin Bei inside the Rest Room.

At this moment, inside the Shooting Range.

The round of double trap shooting had reached a fever pitch; Qi Yu and Yu Shixue had fired 8 shots, all ten rings. If this stalemate continued, it would be a draw, requiring another round.

Yu Shixue didn't mind; he stood at the shooting station, firing in sequence at the clay targets thrown by the two Target Throwing Machines, his gaze following the bright red bullseye.

"Bang!"

The final shot was fired.

The clay target fell in response to the sound.

Yu Shixue withdrew his gaze, curled his palm back, and with calm composure, spun the gun on his index finger. The matte-textured gun body traced a beautiful arc. He took off his goggles with one hand, a few stray locks of hair falling back onto his shoulders, and exited the shooting range.

"Ten rings!"

"Ahhhhh... did you see that? Young Master Yu's last shot was so cool! It's got me so infatuated I've lost my mind."

"I've decided! From now on, in my heart, Young Master Yu is even cooler than Young Master Jin. I'm going to be his number one fan!"

"Young Master Yin, you know... life is very long, it's impossible for me to only love you."

"......."

There was an uproar outside the shooting range.

Qi Yu waited for the Target Throwing Machine to throw the clay targets again, holding the pistol with five fingers. Now there were only two bullets left in his magazine; even if both hit the ten-ring, it would still be a draw, but he wanted a quick victory!

"What's going on? Why isn't he moving?"

"Special Student, if you're admitting defeat, hurry up and get down here! Don't dawdle, my time is very precious, I don't have time to watch you struggle in your death throes here!"

"Exactly, exactly..."

The Target Throwing Machine launched two clay targets simultaneously. Qi Yu scanned both directions. He didn't choose to fire immediately, but instead took long strides, running along the arc-shaped position of the shooting area. The hem of his white shirt was lifted, faintly revealing his lean and powerful abdominal muscles. He found the right angle, waited for the two targets to overlap, and leaped into the air to fire.

"Bang!"

That bullet instantly pierced the bullseye of the first clay target, then pierced the bullseye of the second, a double ten-ring!

One bullet remained.

A comeback against the wind.

The winner was clear.

The entire Shooting Range fell silent in an instant!

Yang Wanyue was a bit excited, rubbing her eyes: "How is this counted? Qi Yu won, right?!"

Ling Wu nodded: "Yes."

【Those who bet on Yu Shixue to win should gouge their eyes out!】

【How could the villain die? He's the one who will turn dark and dominate the world later; how would the plot advance without him? You can tell with your toes that the author couldn't possibly let him die.】

【The villain is just that impressive!】

【So cool, a man among men, a husband among husbands!】

The outcome was decided. Ling Wu's phone received a message; one could see his expression freeze for a moment, then he stood up to leave. Jing Du, who was next to him, saw him leaving and called out to stop him: "Ling Wu, where are you going?"

"What." Ling Wu put away his phone: "Do you have something else?"

Jing Du tucked a business card into his school uniform jacket and said: "My contact information is on there."

Ling Wu didn't speak at first, taking the thin card out with two fingers. Seeing the words "Jing Clan Group" printed on it, after a long while, he said: "Mm."

"I'm leaving."

Jing Du always felt that he had only agreed to accept it after weighing the pros and cons.

Coffee shop.

Fang Kai sat in a quiet corner of the coffee shop with a latte on the table. He opened his laptop to click on a thesis sent by a student. There were fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and he wore thick black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, making him look pedantic and serious.

The revolving glass door was pushed open, and a young man entered.

In the corner, Fang Kai was typing on the keyboard when he suddenly heard a surprised and delighted voice from above—"Excuse me, are you Professor Fang?"

Fang Kai stopped typing.

He looked up and saw the young man standing before him, his brows and eyes carrying an easygoing and composed air. He held a cup of iced Americano and was slightly lowering his head. The warm light in the coffee shop spilled onto his side profile, further highlighting that refined and calm demeanor.

Fang Kai: "...... Who are you?"

His eyes, hidden behind the black-rimmed glasses, narrowed slightly. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Fang Kai felt a strange sense of familiarity toward this strange young man.

In this familiarity...... there was some dissonance.

But Fang Kai couldn't match such an outstanding-looking young man with anyone he had seen in his memory.

Ling Wu took a sip of coffee, sat down composedly, and chatted with him: "Professor Fang, when you went to A University for a lecture, I was sitting in the audience applauding for you. I personally really like the thesis you published on 'Telomere Gene'. Would it be convenient for you to answer a few questions about genetics for me?"

A University?

Fang Kai had gone to A University for a lecture half a year ago.

As a teacher, Fang Kai was very happy to discuss academics with students: "Of course it's convenient."

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the coffee shop, one could see the sky outside growing dark. Without realizing it, Fang Kai and Ling Wu had been talking for two hours. Beads of sweat seeped from Fang Kai's forehead; Ling Wu's perspective in raising questions was novel, his talent in genetics was very strong, and his knowledge base was extremely sufficient.

By the end of the discussion, Fang Kai realized that there were aspects he hadn't even delved into himself, and he had even gained inspiration from Ling Wu's words.

He couldn't answer these questions of Ling Wu's at all.

And Fang Kai had no idea that the young man sitting opposite him was regarded as the "research core" by the entire Federation high command; he only felt a deep sense of appreciation in his eyes.

Fang Kai looked at him squarely: "You are one of the few true geniuses I have ever met in my life! Are you interested in coming to our Research Institute?"

Ling Wu: "I am currently focusing on my studies."

"That's fine." Fang Kai took out his phone: "Let's add each other's contact information first."

Ling Wu: "Okay."

"What is your name?"

Ling Wu's face was expressionless as he blurted out, "Xi Huaizhi."

There was no one in the villa, making it appear empty and desolate. Ling Wu changed into slippers at the entryway and saw a sticky note left by Xi Huaizhi: "A-Wu, I'm going out to do something big with Shi Yu (a three-day luxury cruise), don't miss me!"

Ling Wu tore off the sticky note and shook his head helplessly.

He walked to the refrigerator and saw another sticky note attached to it: "A-Wu, I drank all your orange juice! But I've restocked it... don't miss me too much~"

Ling Wu pulled open the refrigerator, took out a bottle of alcohol, opened it with a bottle opener, and walked toward the second floor of the villa. He opened the innermost room, walked to the blackboard in the center, and took Fang Kai's photo down from it.

He stepped on this photo under his feet.

Ling Wu took a lighter out of his pocket, bent his legs to sit on the marble floor, and tilted his head back to take a deep gulp of alcohol. The liquid flowed from the corner of his lips down to his collarbone, spreading dampness across his chest, and finally, he used the lighter to ignite and burn the photo.

He said, "Fang Kai, what right do you have to live so gloriously?"