Chapter 121: Where is Ling Yanzhi?
Duan Feiye’s Threshold Devouring Period had just flared up, but the pain vanished the moment he smelled a certain fragrance.
He couldn’t possibly let something so significant go uninvestigated.
Looking at Xu Jianjuan, who was impervious to both threats and persuasion and had recently refused to cooperate with the research, Duan Feiye did not let her pass.
He accessed the restricted backend to review the surveillance footage.
The scene of her demanding a sachet from Jian Yu played out before him.
’Bought it? Out of stock, just like that? And they won’t be sold anymore?’
’Too many coincidences.’
Duan Feiye raised his eyes, staring intently at the sachet in Xu Jianjuan’s hand.
’I see.’
’No wonder Pei Yin and the others were always beating around the bush.’
’Jian Yu knows how to make these fragrances.’
’The fragrance can soothe them, and even make them immune to the pain of the Threshold Devouring Period.’
’Someone like that must be protected at all costs.’
’My comrades have lost their heads over Jian Yu, becoming completely unreasonable.’
’Good thing I found out early.’
Duan Feiye’s mood lifted. He stepped aside gracefully. "My apologies, Student Xu."
Xu Jianjuan wanted to snap back, but her rational side took over and she restrained herself.
Seething, she clutched the item in her hand and hurried away.
...
After giving away the sachet, Jian Yu felt a persistent sense of unease.
She walked on distractedly.
’That excuse Pei Yin gave me... will it really not attract more people asking about the sachet’s origin?’
’Next time... I should just say the sachet shop closed down, and I don’t have any either.’
’Yes. That’s what I’ll do.’
Jian Yu stroked the faint lines on her wrist.
The black mist was deathly still, completely unresponsive.
She tried to command it, but the wisp of black only twitched. Just like the red thread, its energy was depleted in moments and it collapsed.
’What does this even count as? Being half-Awakened?’
An image of Yan Qin’s vicious expression surfaced in her mind. Jian Yu stopped walking. "Senior Lin Yu."
Lin Yu turned to her.
He leaned down. "What is it?"
Jian Yu pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, "Has Xu Sheng made any moves recently?"
Lin Yu shook his head. "We haven’t noticed anything unusual, but our people are keeping a constant watch on him."
Jian Yu was about to say more when a sudden chill ran down her spine.
’Who exactly is this person watching me?’
’When you’re in a good mood, a handsome guy secretly watching you can be a thrill.’
’When you’re in a bad mood, it’s just someone intentionally causing trouble.’
’The person watching me could be Xu Sheng, or it could be a Soul Ghost.’
Jian Yu focused for a moment, then her eyes shot upward.
Near the top of the auditorium, she glimpsed a flash of white.
’It was so fast. All I could tell was that it was a person.’
Jian Yu activated her Star Brain, using Ling Yanzhi’s permissions to check the surveillance.
The feed was blocked.
’A Soul Ghost, or a high-Level Awakener?’
Looking at Lin Yu, who was waiting silently for her to snap out of her daze, Jian Yu suggested quietly, "I have an idea."
She didn’t want to live in constant fear of Xu Sheng and Yan Qin anymore.
Since they couldn’t find an opportunity, she would create one for them.
At the same time, she wanted to find out who was following her, and she wanted it done today.
Lin Yu exchanged a few quiet words with Jian Yu, then refused with clear disapproval. "No, it’s too dangerous."
Jian Yu showed Lin Yu the message on her Star Brain. "Xi Yu and his team are on their way. Once you leave, they’ll protect me from the shadows."
Lin Yu worried it was a doctored image.
Not daring to ask to verify her Star Brain, he uneasily opened his own and sent a request for confirmation to Ling Yanzhi.
Only after receiving a reply did Lin Yu dare to nod. "Alright."
In front of Building Four, someone came rushing over to find him.
Lin Yu feigned having urgent business and left with the person, leaving only two freshmen of a relatively low Level to escort Jian Yu back.
Ling Yanzhi concealed his presence.
He deliberately kept his distance from Jian Yu.
The academy had a building called the Flower Pavilion, with a very traditional-style courtyard.
Jian Yu had wanted to visit it for a long time, and it just so happened to be nearby.
’Might as well see the act through.’
She turned her head. "I want to look at the flowers. Why don’t you two head back first?"
The two freshmen shook their heads. "We’ll just wait nearby."
Jian Yu entered the gazebo.
She took her lounge chair out of her Space Ring and pretended to doze, enjoying the floral scent.
Time trickled by.
Just as Jian Yu was starting to feel genuinely drowsy and thought her plan would be for naught, someone suddenly seized both of her hands.
Her legs were pinned down, and her hands were forced together and held above her head.
A light, cool fragrance filled her senses.
A fierce, lingering kiss descended upon her, and Jian Yu let out a soft, ambiguous whimper.
’Where is Ling Yanzhi?!’