Why Are the Psychos Obsessed with a Mere NPC?

Jian Yu quietly finished watching the video of the crime.

Out of the corner of her eye, she frequently checked if Pei Yin and the others thought she was ruthless.

As expected, they weren’t frowning. Their eyes were full of admiration.

Xi Yu couldn’t help but clap. "Baby, you’re amazing! Do it again, baby! You’re so cool!"

Jian Yu: "..."

She had acted decisively.

’Mercy? Not a chance.’

This wasn’t the apocalypse, but it was no different.

Just as Pei Yin had said, if the case hadn’t involved Half-awakened, these victims might never have seen the day justice was served.

"Then... I’ll try again," Jian Yu said, her voice timid.

She lowered her head, hiding the ruthless glint that appeared in her eyes.

Through the narrow one-way window, a purple ribbon shot in like a venomous snake, carrying a chilling aura.

An earth-shattering BANG erupted as the blue wall of the Spirit Shield cracked inch by inch and collapsed with a BOOM.

The purple misty ribbon slammed into the remaining spiritual fragments, exploding into thousands of misty threads.

The threads were blocked by a Soul Beast Cover, and an arrogant, booming laugh echoed from within.

"Listen up! I don’t care who you are, you won’t lay a single finger on me today."

"I’m an S-Class Awakener! Didn’t the warden tell you? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."

"You piece of trash! I’m covering them too, so get the hell out of here!"

The Soul Beast Cover expanded, enveloping all the criminals.

Including Su Ke, who had already bled out and breathed his last.

A vicious look crossed Ling Yanzhi’s face.

He gave Xi Yu a look.

Pei Yin leaned against the side with his arms crossed. "Close the gates. Release Ayue."

Xi Yu’s tone was chilling. "Baby, I’ll help you."

His spiritual power erupted, violently scraping across the surface of the Soul Beast Cover.

With a CRACK, the light barrier of the Soul Beast Cover shattered.

The remaining men shrieked like screaming chickens.

"What are you afraid of! All of you, quiet down!"

One layer was broken, but another Soul Beast Light Shield immediately took its place.

Xi Yu looked utterly disdainful.

His Beast Soul coalesced above his head—a Yang Zhang magnified several times over. Its soul body nearly blotted out all the light in the room.

"Wait." Ling Yanzhi was watching Jian Yu’s expression. "What do you want to say, sweetheart?"

Jian Yu meekly raised her hand. "I... I want to try again myself."

The Yang Zhang’s tentacles solidified, curling around a strand of her hair and gently brushing against Xi Yu’s cheek.

Xi Yu froze.

He turned, bent down, and buried his face in the crook of Jian Yu’s neck, taking a deep breath.

"Baby, you smell so good."

Ling Yanzhi looked away, his brow furrowing unconsciously.

Pei Yin choked. "You’re sick."

He grabbed Xi Yu’s arm and yanked him away.

Jian Yu’s cheeks flushed. She bit her lower lip and gathered her focus.

A dense, impenetrable pink mist surged from her chest. The moment it touched the Soul Beast Cover inside, it instantly switched to its purple attack form.

The misty threads were sharp, clinging to the surface like a second skin. The Soul Beast Cover seemed to turn to thin paper, pierced through by the smoke in an instant.

Jian Yu let out a soft breath.

The threads gathered back into a bundle, solidifying into a ribbon that wrapped around the necks of the men inside like lightning.

Pliant, yet lethal.

At the same time, the men seemed to forget how to resist. Their necks suddenly twisted a hundred and eighty degrees, and they collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Ling Yanzhi’s gaze fell on Jian Yu’s face.

Her small face was slightly flushed, her eyes resolute, and her swollen lips were pressed tightly together.

She clearly wasn’t scared; in fact, she seemed a little excited.

He raised an eyebrow, and his fingers, holding her, loosened slightly.

Pei Yin’s expression was complex.

He looked at the gruesome scene inside, lost in thought.

"CLAP, CLAP, CLAP!" Xi Yu applauded enthusiastically.

His eyes shone as he showered her with praise. "Baby is the best."

Jian Yu came back to her senses and blinked.

She looked at Pei Yin and the others with a hint of panic.

Her fingers habitually grabbed the collar around Ling Yanzhi’s neck and tugged hard.

"You’ve improved since last time." Pei Yin turned his head and met her reddened eyes.

His mouth moved.

Ling Yanzhi forcefully cut in.

"It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s all Pei Yin and the others’ fault for forcing you."

He wrapped an arm around Jian Yu’s waist, pulling her into his embrace.

Rather than patting her back to comfort her, it was more like he was making her turn her back to Pei Yin and the others.

A dark shadow flitted through the dim corridor as Ling Yanzhi scooped her up and vanished in a flash.

"That’s just how they are, always forcing you to do things you don’t want to do. They’ve scared you."

"If they do this again, I’ll definitely teach them a lesson for you."

Jian Yu rested her chin crookedly on his shoulder, listening to him make excuses for her.

’It did make me feel a little better, though I wasn’t that upset to begin with.’

The scene had been a bit bloody, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Her eyelids drooped. Jian Yu shifted, her breath ghosting over his collarbone.

A faint blush spread across the man’s delicate, fair collarbone.

Jian Yu stared intently, then reached out and touched it with her fingers.

"Yanyan, my stomach hurts."

"Mm." Ling Yanzhi’s body stiffened. Then, realizing what she said, he asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Xi Yu followed them like a ghost, his face dark. "Baby said her stomach hurts."

Pei Yin jabbed, "Deaf."

He reached out, probing Jian Yu’s abdomen with his spiritual power.

A green light flickered in his eyes.

"It’s indigestion."

After taking the medicine, Jian Yu was still listless.

Pei Yin rubbed his hands together to warm them, then gently massaged her stomach.

The touch was warm. Her delicate, pale stomach rose and fell slightly, trembling a little, gradually revealing an alluring curve.

Pei Yin’s Adam’s apple bobbed unconsciously.

He looked up, his eyes dark. "Later, I’ll prepare some medicine that’s suited for you, along with some styptics. Remember to carry them with you from now on. Use them if you feel unwell, and tell me when you run out."

"Mm," Jian Yu mumbled, nodding listlessly with her eyes closed.

’How rude of me.’

She forced her eyes open. "Thank you."

Xi Yu squeezed her palm. "Listless baby, so worn out. Poor thing."

His breathing grew hot and heavy.

His gaze was obsessive, his clinging eyes tracing over every inch of Jian Yu’s face.

Ling Yanzhi’s eyelids half-opened. "Quiet."

He placed a hand on Jian Yu’s forehead to check her temperature. "Let’s give her some more medicine to calm her nerves."

Pei Yin pulled his hand back. "I’ve already given her some."

Jian Yu closed her eyes, and her breathing quickly evened out.

’She fell asleep that quickly?’ Ling Yanzhi was taken aback for a moment.

A Spirit Shield blocked out the sound.

He relaxed his muscles to let her rest against him more comfortably.

"Pause her training for tonight. The pace is too fast. You need to change her training schedule."

Pei Yin had been about to bring that up himself. "I know. I’ll adjust it."

He paused, then added, "Our baby is quite aggressive. If she ever gets pushed too far and decides she wants to ’off’ me too, you guys remember to save me."

Ling Yanzhi chuckled softly.

Pei Yin shrugged. "Did you catch the person?"

The one who wrote the love letter.

"My subordinates said they couldn’t find him, and the dean’s office said they’ve never seen that person either." Ling Yanzhi was a little suspicious of Si Xu.

He frowned. "Is Si Xu back yet?"

Pei Yin’s tone was certain. "No. He’s still on Li Xing right now. He won’t be back until the competition’s opening ceremony."

If the Alliance doesn’t rush him, we might not even see him until the competition is halfway through.

"You suspect Si Xu?" Pei Yin thought of the love letter’s contents and sneered.

"Impossible. A guy like him is practically a monk. He was born the Saint Heir of the Feather Clan, and now he’s the Clan Leader. How do you expect a man with no desires to break his abstinence?"

Xi Yu lifted Jian Yu and placed her on his own lap.

He brought up another matter. "Qin Xianzhao said his family has a rule. He’ll only discuss the matter of the necklace with the person who owns it."