Chapter 26: Lin Mu Ran

Huang Mao's eyes flashed a trace of annoyance; however, after looking at the people around, he forced a smile, then pulled out a hundred-yuan bill from his jacket and handed it to Su Chen.

"I'll give you a hundred, give up your seat." Although he forced a smile, his words were extremely stiff, as if he were suppressing his anger.

When Huang Mao handed Su Chen the hundred-yuan bill, the female student beside Su Chen immediately became tense, her eyes filled with despair.

Su Chen didn't even look at Huang Mao, turning his head to continue observing the scenery outside.

Seeing Su Chen like that, Huang Mao's anger nearly flared into substance; he pulled out another hundred-yuan bill, gritting his teeth: "Add another hundred."

Su Chen suddenly turned his head, his eyes turning even icier: "No exchange."

The female voice blinked her large eyes, looking at Su Chen with gratitude.

Finally, Huang Mao's anger could no longer be contained; he raised his fist: "You little brat, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

Su Chen naturally wouldn't fear an ordinary person, but he also couldn't be bothered to invite trouble, so he coldly said again: "I'm calling the train police."

Upon hearing that, Huang Mao's fist swinging at Su Chen halted in midair, and he pointed fiercely at Su Chen: "Fine, you wait for me."

The passengers around who had been watching the scene all turned their heads as the incident ended, redirecting their attention elsewhere.

At that moment, a soft, gentle voice sounded beside Su Chen's ear: "Th... thank you."

Only then did Su Chen clearly see the female student's — no, the girl's — face.

She was about twenty, with pure black shoulder-length hair, and her large eyes revealed a hint of innocence and purity.

At this moment, seeing Su Chen looking at her, she somewhat shyly rubbed the corner of her clothes, her delicate white face flushed with red.

Su Chen gave a slight nod toward her, then said nothing more.

Three hours later, Su Chen stepped off the train; by then the sky had completely darkened.

Su Chen walked a few steps, his brows slightly furrowed, as he noticed the yellow-haired thug furtively following behind him.

He pretended not to notice and continued walking toward the exit.

Lin Mu Ran sat in her seat, seeing Zhang Jun, who had been harassing her at school, following the boy who had helped her; a hint of worry flashed in her innocent eyes.

She pondered for several tens of seconds, then clenched her small fist, her eyes showing resolve, and hurriedly followed as well.

"If Zhang Jun really intends to do something, I'll call the police."

She secretly gave herself encouragement in her heart.

Zhang Jun watched Su Chen walking out of the station, a flash of ferocity in his eyes; he felt the crowbar hidden in his backpack, then quickened his pace to catch up with Su Chen ahead.

After leaving the station, Su Chen took a few random turns, noticing that the yellow-haired thug was still tightly tailing him, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He now was certain that Zhang Jun's appearance behind him was no coincidence, but that he was being followed.

Thinking this, he changed direction and headed toward a secluded alley.

After several minutes, Su Chen stopped in a dim alley and coldly said: "Come out!"

Zhang Jun heard this, blinked slightly, but didn't think much of it.

Leaving aside the fact that he wields a crowbar, just saying he has fought countless times in middle and high school, it's not something one or two typical high school students could handle.

Therefore, he simply doesn't believe Su Chen has any backing; he guesses Su Chen has read too many martial arts novels and thinks he possesses some divine skill, a fool.

Such people are not uncommon; he has encountered them in middle and high school, and in the end he always beat them until they cried for their parents.

Zhang Jun emerged from the shadows, threw his backpack to the ground, gripped the crowbar, and sneered at Su Chen: "Kid, I didn't expect you to notice me, but you really shouldn't meddle; consider this a lesson."

Su Chen saw the crowbar in his hand,

his brows slightly furrowed.

He had originally intended merely to give that yellow-haired thug a lesson without revealing himself.

But now this yellow-haired thug is holding a weapon.

Even if his cultivation had strengthened his body somewhat, that was merely incidental; he could easily handle an unarmed ordinary person, but facing this yellow-haired thug armed with a weapon still poses a risk.

If he were accidentally injured, returning home would worry Su Mother again.

Thinking of this, Su Chen rubbed his brow, feeling a bit of a headache.

Zhang Jun saw the boy opposite ignoring him, his anger flared, and he immediately lunged at Su Chen, raising the crowbar high to strike him.

Suddenly, he saw a flying sword appear out of thin air before the boy; at the boy's fingertip, the sword shot forward and struck his body, pressing against his neck.

Zhang Jun, for a moment, had no reaction—first dazed, then his face showed utter disbelief as he stammered: "A sword, a sword can fly! Are you an immortal?!"

Pat—

As he spoke, the crowbar in Zhang Jun's hand also fell to the ground; he looked at Su Chen with terror, both hands raised high.

Su Chen glanced at the trembling yellow-haired thug, and with two fingers he slightly retracted the flying sword.

The next second, the trembling yellow-haired thug fell heavily to his knees, his lower half instantly wet, and he shouted: "Immortal, spare my life! Spare my life!!"

Su Chen glanced at the urine-smelling water beneath the thug, his brow unintentionally creasing, and he coldly said: "Let one hand serve as a lesson! And you—you have never seen me, understand?"

Su Chen's tone left no room for doubt.

As he spoke, he glanced at the alley's entrance, sighing inwardly: "Really troublesome, I was still seen."

As Su Chen's words fell, Zhang Jun showed no reluctance; instead, he wore an expression of overjoyed surprise, snatching up the crowbar from the ground and slamming it hard onto his own left hand.

A shrill scream echoed in the alley; Zhang Jun looked at his limp left hand, then looked up—Su Chen's figure had vanished.

On the street, Su Chen looked at Lin Mu Ran, who bore a hint of admiration, surprise, and fear, feeling somewhat helpless.

Lin Mu Ran gazed at Su Chen with her clear eyes, speaking with a hint of hesitation: "You, you are an immortal?"

Su Chen shook his head: "In the future there will be many like me; I'm just a day ahead of them."

Lin Mu Ran didn't quite grasp Su Chen's meaning, her gaze toward him growing more curious.

Su Chen also didn't explain, but continued: "I hope you'll help me keep this matter secret; consider it payment for my assistance on the train."

Su Chen first softened then hardened, continuing coldly: "If my affairs are exposed, the first person I'll seek out is you."

The threatening intent in Su Chen's words was unmistakable.

Although in his previous life such matters quickly became widespread, in this life he has decided to keep a low profile, after all he carries the secrets of rebirth and the system, and must not draw too much attention.

The moment Su Chen uttered his second sentence, Lin Mu Ran's face went pale, and she nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at grain.

Su Chen, after tossing out his final words, hailed a roadside taxi and drove off.

Lin Mu Ran stared at Su Chen's retreating back, lost in thought, feeling that what had happened today wasn't quite real.

After a while, she rubbed her aching legs, pulled out her phone, and booked a ticket to Tianhai City for tonight—this had been her original destination.