Chapter 658: 660, Investigation (first update)

She hadn’t expected it, but she showed no fear of Luo Yu.

Instead, she even made Luo Yu apologize to her.

Jian Yi subconsciously thought.

Perhaps Chu Jin wasn’t the kind of person he had imagined.

But soon, Jian Yi denied his own thoughts.

After all, an ordinary person would not have Chu Jin’s ability to adapt.

A moment later.

Luo Yu came out of the dressing room in her new dress, twirled in front of Zhao Yan, and asked excitedly, "Mom, do I look good?"

This white dress on Luo Yu was like a star that had lost its shine.

It not only made Luo Yu look incredibly dull.

It also lowered the quality of the dress itself.

Compared to Chu Jin, it wasn’t just a slight difference.

It was the difference between mud and the lustrous moon.

But Zhao Yan still nodded and said, "Yes, you look good, our Jin looks good in anything." In a mother’s eyes, her own daughter is always the most beautiful.

Compliments can make one blind.

For a moment, Luo Yu was even more pleased with herself, staring at her reflection in the dressing mirror, feeling that the more she looked, the more beautiful she appeared, as if she were a heavenly fairy descended to earth.

If she wore this dress to the Mo family’s place, Mo Zhixuan would surely fall in love with her at first sight.

Luo Yu thought beautifully to herself.

The surrounding sales clerks looked at Luo Yu, and the corners of their mouths all showed mocking smirks.

What is the meaning of trying to emulate Dong Shi’s frown?

Just look at Luo Yu to understand.

Ugly, just too ugly.

Yet, Luo Yu still thought she looked very pretty in the dress, continuously twirling around Zhao Yan, even asking Zhao Yan to take pictures of her.

Like a...

Joke.

Jian Yi quickly left the clothing store, quietly following behind Chu Jin.

It was already deep into the night.

The pedestrians on the road were becoming sparser.

To return to the inn, one had to pass through a small alleyway. Just as Chu Jin reached the entrance of the alleyway, she heard faint crying sounds coming from within.

This alleyway was usually quite secluded, enveloped in darkness as if not even the light of the Luminous Pearl could penetrate it, resembling the scene of a terrifying ghost story, with a slightly eerie feel.

People with the slightest hint of cowardice probably wouldn’t dare to pass through alone.

Chu Jin stood at the entrance of the alley, her ears twitched slightly, her eyes narrowed a little, confirming the location of the crying sound in the darkness.

She casually picked up a wooden stick leaning against the wall, looked into the distance, and took several steps backward, just as Jian Yi thought she was going to turn around and leave, she suddenly darted forward with a leap, her slender figure vanishing into the darkness.

Jian Yi’s pupils constricted, and he also lifted his foot, following her quickly.

If others had encountered this situation, they would have definitely kept their distance, but Chu Jin, without even a moment’s hesitation, charged straight in.

"Bang bang bang!" Suddenly, in the quiet night, several dull sounds rang out.

Jian Yi froze in his steps, looking ahead.

He saw.

Several hooligans lying haphazardly on the ground, while Chu Jin stood with one hand holding the stick on the ground, the other clutching a cellphone, looking down at them from above.

The light from the cellphone screen reflected on her face, making her already distinct features appear even more crystal clear and radiant, stunningly beautiful.

And at her feet was a chubby little fox.

Perhaps influenced by its master.

The little fox held its head up arrogantly, exuding an air of indifference so perfect that one couldn’t find a single fault.

The air was filled with the moans of pain from the small thugs.

"Thank you, kind sister, for your rescue," a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, limping on one leg, came over to Chu Jin to express his gratitude.

If it weren’t for Chu Jin, he might have been...

In both the mundane world and the Superpower World.

Wherever there are people, there will be both good and evil.

The strong and the weak.

The wicked bully the good, and the strong protect the weak.

Similarly, where there are good people, there will be bad people, and where there are bad people, there will also be good people.

"A cry of injustice should be met with action, as it ought to be." Chu Jin said with a faint smile, before adding, "By the way, are you alright? Is your injury serious?"

The boy was not only limping, but his head had also been beaten to a swollen mess.

His white T-shirt had been torn with a slash.

There was even a dubious purple bruise on his neck.

He looked quite miserable.

Upon hearing this, the boy coughed lightly with his fist to his lips and took a step back, a flash of an unusual color passing through his eyes as he said, "Thank you for your concern, kind sister. I’m fine."

Chu Jin handed the stick in her hand to the boy, swept a glance at the punks lying on the ground, and spoke softly to the boy, "Here, take this."

The boy understood her intention as soon as he saw Chu Jin handing over the long stick. He took it, walked over to one of the punks, and under the terrified gaze of the latter, slammed the long stick fiercely toward the lethal point on the punk’s head.

Bang!

Blood splattered in all directions.

The other punks all stared in horror, their eyes wide open, wanting to scream, but it was as if something had seized their throats, not a single syllable could escape.

They could only watch as the long stick mercilessly smashed down upon their own heads.

And then, in full view, they fell into the blood, struggling in agony as they died.

It was abject humiliation to the extreme.

If they had known such an end lay in wait, they would have never come to this day.

Unfortunately,

In this world, there has never been such thing as Regret Medicine.

Because no one ever told them the story of mending the pen after the sheep are lost.

Chu Jin simply stood by, watching the boy smash the stick onto each of their heads, not even a frown crossing her brow, the corners of her mouth curling into a faint arc.

Handsome.

Cool.

Cold.

Like an asura crawling out from the depths of hell.

In the midst of the blood-soaked scene, not a speck of blood had stained her clothes, making her seem like a pure and untainted orchid.

From afar, Jian Yi’s heartbeat raced faster and faster, his eyes only capable of beholding Chu Jin, unable to bear the sight of anyone else.

The boy quickly dealt with all the thugs, his pure white T-shirt now dyed blood red.

"Master." The boy approached Chu Jin, bending his knees and kneeling before her, presenting the long stick with both hands in a very respectful manner.

Really now.

What’s with the kneeling?

If she hadn’t misheard just now, this boy seemed to have called her "master."

Could it be that his master was here?

What kind of society was this?

Was there still such a term as "master"?

A twitch crossed Chu Jin’s brow, and she reached out to pull the boy up, "What is this all about? A man should only kneel to heaven, Earth, and his parents. Kneeling before a young girl like me, what kind of behavior is that? Get up quickly."

With that said,

The boy looked up in surprise, an incredulous look flashing in his eyes.

"Master, what are you saying?" She had just given him the stick to deal with these punks, wasn’t it to make him acknowledge her as his master?

Why was she now telling him to go home?

And even speaking some nonsense about how a man should only kneel to heaven, Earth, and his parents?

Was she here...to mock him?

The boy looked at her, his brow lightly furrowed, full of confusion.

"Master?" Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, pointing to herself, confusedly asking, "Are you calling me?"

"Yes, since you saved me, you are my master." The boy nodded, sincerity filling his gaze.

This was another rule among the superpowered warriors of the Superpower World.

Victory crowns the king, defeat marks the outlaw.

Though the Superpower World was a civilized society.

But there were still some old customs retained, including the phenomenon of buying and selling slaves.

If a martial artist lost to an opponent in a competition, from then on, they would lose their freedom for life, becoming the slave of their victor along with their entire being.

Similarly, if somebody was rescued by another from a group of stronger individuals, then the rescuer would become their new master.

This young man had been snatched by a gang of hoodlums.

Now that Chu Jin had rescued him from the hands of these hoodlums, she had therefore become his master.

Moreover, Chu Jin had already given him such an insinuation.

By giving him the stick, she was essentially telling him that he was now her slave; in times of danger, he ought to take up the stick and rush to the forefront, blocking all threats.

In reality, Chu Jin just wanted to tell him that as a man, one should avenge their own grudges, and that killing one’s enemy by one’s own hand could be quite satisfying.

It was the young man’s own wild imagination that had thought too much.

"Don’t..." Chu Jin quickly waved her hand, "Don’t call me master, I’m not a trafficker. It’s late at night, you should hurry home."

"Home?" The young man became even more incredulous.

Had Chu Jin really put in so much effort to rescue him from those ruffians just to have him simply go home?

Could it be that she didn’t rescue him because she coveted his special constitution, wanting him to acknowledge her as his master?

"You don’t have a home?" Chu Jin asked with a slight raise of her eyebrows.

Considering the young man’s delicate and tender appearance, he seemed to have been well-protected usually, not resembling a child without a home.

"I have a home..." the young man nodded.

Chu Jin continued, "If you have a home, then hurry back. It’s the middle of the night, and your family must be worried."

"Master," the young man said with some disbelief, "are you really letting me go home?"

"Of course," Chu Jin nodded slightly, then took a pill and three banknotes out of her pocket and stuffed them into the young man’s hand, "Take this medicine first, and use this money to buy some clean clothes to change into, so you won’t scare anyone."

Looking at the medicine and money in his hand, the young man’s expression revealed understanding.

Medicine.

He had thought that Chu Jin really had no ulterior motive in rescuing him.

It turned out she only wanted to control him with medicine.

A dark light flashed in the eyes of the young man, who then picked up the pill and swallowed it. The pill had a fragrant scent and upon ingestion, it immediately nourished the meridians throughout his body.

The pain in his body vanished right away, his face was no longer swollen, his leg was not lame anymore; it was like a Miracle Drug.

Only then did the young man realize he had truly met a good person. When he looked up again, Chu Jin had already walked out of the alley, and the young man shouted, "May I ask the name of my benefactor?"

Without turning her head, Chu Jin waved her hand at him, and her clear voice rose in the air, "Just call me Jin."

"Jin?" The young man muttered softly to himself, and when he looked up again, Chu Jin had vanished into the air.

Jian Yi also stood there in a daze.

Initially, he had the same thought as the young man, assuming Chu Jin had some purpose in rescuing someone.

Chu Jin wanted to plant another informant in the Superpower World.

She wanted this young man to become her own personal slave.

After all, the young man had a special physique.

But it turned out, she had simply rescued him without any other motive.

She didn’t even ask for the young man’s name.

Just like that, she walked away so coolly.

It was undeniable that Chu Jin kept bringing more and more surprises.

She was like an unpolished gemstone; you could never guess what kind of marvels she would bring you in the next second.

The young man stood in the darkness, earnestly pocketing the money and then headed in the opposite direction.

Once he became powerful one day, he would definitely come and find this Jin.

The next day.

Chu Jin went about her fortune-telling as usual.

However, today, she had an unappreciated follower by her side.

Bai Ruyu.

"Can you stop following me already?" Chu Jin stopped and looked at him, her eyebrows slightly raised.

Bai Ruyu looked rather aggrieved, "Little Jinjin, this is not your family’s road. I just happen to be passing by, how can you say that I’m following you?"

Chu Jin brushed a lock of hair behind her ear and continued, "If the road is so wide, can you not squeeze next to me? Don’t you understand that men and women should keep their distance?"

She was becoming increasingly annoyed with Bai Ruyu.

"Little Jinjin, you are truly heartless! When we were in Capital City, you cared so much about me," Bai Ruyu said, continuing," yet, after coming to the Superpower World, you started to dislike me. Could it be that you’ve lost your memory? Don’t you remember me?"

Amnesia?

How did he know he had amnesia?

A flicker of confusion passed through Chu Jin’s eyes.

Could it be that she really knew him before?

Sometimes, Bai Ruyu did indeed give off a deja vu illusion.

Especially... when she saw his full head of silver hair,

Chu Jin’s mind was flooded with thoughts, yet her expression remained unchanged, still portraying an image of calmness.

"Little Jin Jin, why are you ignoring people again?" Seeing that Chu Jin wasn’t speaking, Bai Ruyu spoke up again.

His gaze remained fixed on Chu Jin’s face, but his body deftly avoided one person after another.

"You’re too noisy," Chu Jin said, looking at him, "Can you be quieter, like a man!"

"Little Jin Jin, whether I’m a man or not, others might not know, but how could you not know?" said Bai Ruyu with an ambiguous smile, clearly nothing had happened between the two, yet Bai Ruyu implied an indistinct relationship with his words.

Chu Jin glanced at him, her fingertips slightly curled, and a Golden Needle suddenly appeared in her palm.

Under the sunlight, the Golden Needle emitted a dazzling gleam.

"Bai Ruyu," Chu Jin said, looking at him, her voice calm.

Bai Ruyu immediately responded, "Little Jin Jin, what’s wrong?"

"Kneel down," Chu Jin said with a slight smile, her brows and eyes curved, radiating charm, the light in her eyes bewitchingly alluring.

Bai Ruyu was momentarily dazed, then quickly snapped out of it.

"Okay, Little Jin Jin, are you perhaps giving me a gift? You really don’t have to be so polite..." Bai Ruyu kneeled on the ground without hesitation, still talking non-stop.

Chu Jin gently raised her hand and tapped the back of his head.

In an instant.

The world went silent.

Bai Ruyu’s mouth was still open, but no sound could come out, and in a panic, he immediately stood up, pointing at his mouth, jumping around in fright.

Chu Jin dusted off her hands, a satisfied curve forming at the corner of her mouth, and she slowly said, "I’ve sealed your mute acupoint. If you don’t want to become mute, then stop following me!"

Having said that, she turned and left in a very decisive manner.

Leaving Bai Ruyu standing there with a look of grievance on his face.

Chu Jin’s figure soon disappeared into the crowd.

For a long while, a slow smile formed on Bai Ruyu’s lips, completely different from his previous demeanor.

At this moment, he seemed like a completely different person.

Just like a predator stalking its prey, a different kind of light burst from his eyes.

This girl was getting more and more interesting.

She was unlike any other girl he had met before.

Bai Ruyu looked into the distance, slowly lifting his right hand, and immediately, a passerby from the crowd came towards him.

"Master."

Bai Ruyu slowly began, "Find out for me what Chu Jin has been up to in Capital City."

It had been a long time since he last visited the secular world, and it seemed he had missed quite a bit.

Since Mo Zhixuan is now the chief of the Superpower World, why is Chu Jin still living by fortune-telling?

And even staying alone in an inn.

Could it be that there was some problem with their relationship?

Anyway, all this was very off.

"Yes!" The passerby nodded respectfully, "Do you have any other instructions, master?"

"No, that’s all, go," Bai Ruyu waved his hand, "I need the results in three hours."

"Yes!" The passerby nodded and merged back into the crowd.

On this side.

The Chu Family home was very lively today, Luo Yu woke up early in the morning.

Washing her face, applying a face mask, plucking her eyebrows, putting on make-up.

Styling her hair.

Today was the day to visit the Mo family, so naturally, she had to dress carefully.

Luo Yu changed into a white dress and checked herself in the mirror from left to right.

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