Chapter 10

Chen Yan was willing to compensate for medical expenses, which originally should have been about five hundred yuan.

Chen Yan voluntarily increased the medical compensation to two thousand yuan, with the extra amount serving as a spiritual damages payment for his apology.

He also apologized face-to-face to the victim.

Chen Yan clearly understood that the cute girl was completely innocent.

She didn't even know she was cursed, nor did she realize she'd drag down an entire plane full of people.

She was just a young girl sitting peacefully on the plane, fast asleep, when a man came over and swung a punch—crash!

It really was unjust, wasn't it?

Regardless of whether the issue could be resolved, Chen Yan had already shown his attitude.

Of course, it ultimately depended on the victim's wishes.

If the victim refused to forgive him… the matter's scale would be hard to predict.

If someone tried to exploit the situation, refused to reconcile or mediate, and insisted on a full injury assessment and procedural process…

You might end up detained, and the compensation would definitely not be reduced.

However, after a moment, the police delivered a result that surprised Chen Yan.

The girl he had punched… actually… expressed willingness to forgive Chen Yan.

Hmm, she's a kind, soft-hearted girl?

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Under the police's accompaniment, both parties met in the mediation room.

The other party signed the letter of forgiveness on the spot, and Chen Yan immediately transferred two thousand yuan for medical expenses and compensation.

"Miss Lu Sisi… because I… I offer you my deepest apologies… I am willing to pay… compensation…"

After Chen Yan sincerely apologized, the girl named Lu Sisi looked at him with some fear, then finally nodded softly: "I… I accept your apology."

The girl was still very cute, clearly the type of gentle, soft-spoken cutie.

Hmm, definitely the kind who'd cry for a long time after getting punched.

And… Chen Yan only learned at the police station:

The girl…

Had just turned eighteen this year.

What a tragedy!

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After the matter was settled, the girl left first.

Chen Yan still had to undergo a lecture from a young police officer.

In fact, the officer's approach had a specific intention: to protect the young victim—surely they couldn't let the victim leave with him? What if more danger arose?

So they used the lecture to keep Chen Yan there a little longer.

Chen Yan's attitude was very good. From the surface, this was clearly his fault—he'd be insane to argue with the police.

After receiving the lecture, Chen Yan was about to leave.

The young police officer who lectured him suddenly seemed to remember something and asked: "Wait, you said earlier your ex-girlfriend tricked you out of your rent money…

Then how come you had money to fly first class? I checked the flight records—you were in first class, right?"

Chen Yan kept his expression calm: "After the breakup, I got a new girlfriend. She's a wealthy woman."

The young police officer gave Chen Yan a hostile look.

He glanced at the signed letter of forgiveness and the handling documents…

Suppressing his irritation, he harshly told Chen Yan to get out.

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Actually, after walking out, Chen Yan searched the airport lobby for the cute girl, but couldn't find her—she'd probably already left.

It's not that Chen Yan had any improper thoughts.

It's just… he'd opened his Heavenly Eye and seen the girl named Lu Sisi… her dark aura of fortune was unusually off.

And his method of 【Enduring Disaster】 might not fully dispel her bad luck.

The girl was kind—he'd hoped to find her after leaving and take a proper look at her.

What a pity.

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After graduation, Chen Yan had a residence in Jin Ling. He'd rented the apartment after graduation and lived there throughout his internship.

Near the university district in the east of the city, a cheap urban village rental.

Rent was eight hundred yuan per month, a single room, deposit one month, pay three months in advance.

The landlord was a stingy, petty man—he'd split a single old three-bedroom apartment into four single rooms, then added another bed in the living room to rent out.

Five people lived in a single forty-square-meter old three-bedroom apartment.

And to top it off, no air conditioning!

But recently, only Chen Yan and the neighbor in the next room were staying—the other three tenants were all working overtime or on business trips.

Back at his place, exhausted, Chen Yan walked in and threw himself onto the bed—but didn't immediately fall asleep.

He forced himself to sit up, cross-legged, and circulate Qi.

After a moment, Chen Yan confirmed his suspicion.

His surrounding Qi had increased slightly compared to before boarding the plane!

The increase wasn't large, but it was clearly greater than his normal daily cultivation gain.

According to Chen Yan's estimate, this single boost equaled three days' worth of his usual practice.

This surprise was truly no small matter.

Chen Yan immediately flipped through the secret manual, but after searching back and forth, there was no description of such a strange situation within the booklet.

Frowning while sitting on the bed, Chen Yan thought for a moment before helplessly giving up on thinking about it for the time being.

Since he couldn't figure it out and the booklet offered no explanation, he would just not think about it for now.

In any case, improving one's strength is never a bad thing, right?

Thinking of this, he flipped through the section on strange arts in the booklet again.

He glanced briefly over the spells listed in the booklet.

Previously, with his meager Yuan Qi, he could only use the simplest strange art, 【Opening the Heavenly Eye】.

But now...

Chen Yan decided to try something slightly higher-level.

Recalling the cute girl on the plane with bad luck pressing down on her head, Chen Yan received a spark of inspiration.

"Luck? That seems somewhat interesting."

Hmm, this strange art seems worth a try... Chen Yan looked at a certain spot on the booklet before him...

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Around three in the morning, cursing and grumbling sounds came from the room next door.

This sound directly woke Chen Yan, who had been sitting in meditation with his eyes closed.

Frowning, Chen Yan looked toward the wall. Cursing and grumbling so loudly in the middle of the night; he guessed they were playing games and yelling at each other?

Chen Yan didn't go to negotiate... First, he had actually slept enough and wasn't particularly angry.

Second, similar things had happened before, and negotiation was useless.

If you try to reason with them, they won't listen — if they truly had manners, they wouldn't be making noise in the middle of the night.

Beat him up?... Chen Yan had seriously thought about it before, but at that time he had just graduated and found a job, and didn't want trouble to spread back to his hometown and worry his grandma.

Moreover, with such people, either don't mess with them, or mess with them once so they are scared, or ensure you don't leave any trouble for yourself.

If you can't do that, just don't waste time with such people for now — you can choose to just dog it out for a while.

Chen Yan called this way of handling things: Either don't do it, or do it thoroughly!

His university classmates, however, described him with a phrase: A biting dog doesn't bark.

Hmm, so he had a nickname at school: Chen Xia...

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Chen Yan, wearing slippers, went out of the room and into the kitchen, started a fire to make himself a bowl of instant noodles, thinking about the huge sum of one million in his bank card...

Chen Yan immediately generously cracked two eggs!

After eating and drinking his fill, he began to calculate his first task.

Looking at this shabby and narrow rental room, he calculated in his heart: I must move to a different place first.

First, now that I have money, there is no need to endure this hardship anymore.

An 8-square-meter single room; once you put in a bed and a desk, there is hardly any space to turn around. Not only is there no air conditioning, but the water heater is also unreliable, and it is already approaching winter.

Chen Yan had no hobby of taking cold showers in freezing weather.

Second, he was preparing to properly practice the secret manual left by the Old Grandma, which required a bit of private space.

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The option of returning to his hometown was ruled out by him first.

Actually, rural life is inconvenient, and Chen Yan was someone who had lived in the city for several years.

He suffered from the urban youth lifestyle dependency syndrome: 【WiFi + Food Delivery】 syndrome.

Where would food delivery come from in the countryside? As for installing WiFi, that is also troublesome.

Moreover, the most important point: actually, the countryside is not private.

In the city, interpersonal relationships are cold; people often close their doors, and neighbors can go their whole lives without interacting.

But the countryside is different.

The countryside looks to have low population density, but actually, if you strictly calculate a village, more than half can be related by blood or marriage.

Normally, every household leaves their doors open during the day; whoever wants to visit someone's home just lifts a leg and walks straight into the main hall.

If you have people in your house but keep the main door tightly closed all day, it actually draws attention.

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"I won't endure it anymore! If you have money, you should make yourself comfortable."

Chen Yan decided: I will go find a place today!

Thinking of this, Chen Yan held his bowl and went back to the kitchen door; standing in the kitchen, he could hear the cursing and grumbling from next door getting louder and louder.

Chen Yan thought for a moment... Since he was moving anyway, could he also stop enduring it?

Should he, perhaps, do something to him right now?

Just as he was thinking, with a bang, the door to the next room opened, and a male tenant around thirty years old cursed and grumbled as he stomped out, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and then, as if still out of sorts, glared fiercely at Chen Yan.

"What are you looking at!"

Saying this, the guy stood there gulping down water.

Chen Yan smiled, showing no sign of anger at all.

【Fortune Cycle Calculation】 plus Heavenly Eye, he looked at this guy.

Hmm, this guy's luck seems okay recently.

Chen Yan walked over with a smile: "Brother Wang."

Saying this, he extended his hand, a wisp of invisible Yuan Qi concealed in his fingertips, and his fingers formed a strange seal as he gently patted the other person's shoulder three times.

"What?" The other raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing," Chen Yan replied with a smile. "There's ash on your shoulder."

The man glanced suspiciously at Chen Yan, saw nothing unusual, and turned back into the room.

Bang—the door slammed shut.

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The Art of Cutting Fate!

Chen Yan had spent two hours tonight successfully mastering a new technique.

By forming a specific hand seal and channeling Yuan Qi into the fingertip, one could brush away a thread of another's fortune, turning good luck into misfortune.

The advantage: it strikes unseen.

The drawback: its power is weak, and it only works when the target's fortune is favorable—meaning, it can only turn good luck into bad.

If the target's fortune was like that cute girl on the plane—clouded head to toe in black—

it would be useless.

The cost: it consumes about three times the Heavenly and Earthly Yuan Qi needed to open the Heavenly Eye.

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Chen Yan walked back to his room, satisfied.

That guy next door should hit bad luck in the next few days.

Nothing major, but a little financial loss or minor injury was inevitable.

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