304: Chapter 102: Do You Like Such a Beautiful Girl?
304: Chapter 102: Do You Like Such a Beautiful Girl?
Old Master He’s mood was very low, much like watching a beloved daughter he’d raised gradually learn to smoke, drink, perm her hair, and then get deceived by thugs to run away, only to next see her lying in a hospital having an abortion.
Wang Yunxiao didn’t really understand how he felt, mainly because he lacked knowledge about the Red Lantern Society, and his understanding was limited to what Veronica had told him.
Many girls, now all gone, quite a pity, that’s all.
At this time, he had not yet realized the profound impact this incident tonight would have on himself and on Tianmen.
That evening upon returning to his dorm, he wrote a couple of polite sentences in his notebook to Li Mumu, asking her if she had been frightened.
Yet, Li Mumu never responded.
The explosion shocked all of Tianmen, and the next day, every newspaper’s front page headline featured this news.
The official statement claimed that a group of cultists tried to use explosives for a terrorist attack to create panic, but were intercepted by national security forces in advance, at which point the cornered group detonated the bomb on the spot.
This explanation was actually a bit far-fetched because the power of the explosion was too great to be explained merely as “a bomb.” Ordinary people might not understand the power of bombs well enough and could accept this explanation.
However, to those in the know, it seemed that the officials were trying to cover up something more.
At the same time, a seemingly more plausible piece of gossip began to circulate in the marketplace.
Not one or a few “bombs”, but a small underground arms factory hidden within the city district!
Whose arms factory?
Certainly not the government’s.
Who needs to specifically build an arms factory to make weapons?
And who has the capability to construct such a facility within the city district without being discovered by outsiders?
The answer was obvious.
Red Lantern Society!
These crazy women, having good days to live but wanting to target overseas immigrants again!
This sounded reasonable, after all, the Red Lantern Society was a well-known extremist organization in the public eye, harboring great malice toward foreigners and having a real criminal record.
For a while, the voices criticizing the Red Lantern Society were unceasing.
Major newspapers published commentary articles, some blamed the Red Lantern Society for secretly amassing military power with sinister intentions, some called on the public to actively report any disciples of the Red Lantern Society, and others demanded that the police investigate the Red Lantern Society…
The social media uproar didn’t affect the students in the school at all, the newspapers subscribed by the school, except for Wang Yunxiao who perused them daily, rarely piqued anyone else’s interest.
In the following few days, Wang Yunxiao enjoyed some rare moments of tranquility.
The police department really couldn’t spare the manpower for further investigations, so they didn’t need the services of the Special Service Section’s squad.
They went about their routines every day from morning to night—exercising, studying, practicing martial arts, receiving special instructions—day after day, as still as dead water.
Finally, Wang Yunxiao had the time to take out the book “The Hundred Thousand Mountains” and give it to his brothers for cultivation, but the results were not good.
It wasn’t that there was anything wrong with this secret manual, in fact, the contents of this manual could be called all-encompassing, covering two types of mental method mantras, three different styles of Qinggong, and an outline of five boxing techniques named after the “Five Mountains,” all of them with open and forceful movements.
Among them, the outline of Mount Tai Fist even showed traces of the Tongbi Fist that Guozi practiced, and according to Guozi’s personal experience, it was more advanced than the martial arts passed down in his family.
However, the problem was—All the martial arts skills required starting from scratch.
Obviously.
Others who time travel get their systems to directly bestow them with a max level Martial Arts skill, and the protagonist just needs to press QWER to unleash a powerful move.
Why do you still have us start from the horse stance?
It’s just too backward.
On Thursday morning, Wang Yunxiao reached the first level of the “Dragon Subduing Tiger Taming Divine Power” in the cultivation book and couldn’t practice anymore due to hunger.
They say “the penury supports literature while wealth props up martial arts.” The expenses of practicing martial arts are truly frightful.
Just after having a belly-full of watery rice in the morning, and after meditating to circulate inner strength for one cycle, his stomach was empty again.
Who could afford to practice without some family resources?
Counting the days, it was about time to collect his salary, and Wang Yunxiao decided to make a trip to the police station.
Before leaving, he took out his notebook and glanced at it, still no reply.
Not only was there no news from Li Mumu, but Mu Yuming had also said he’d invite him for tea, and he hadn’t seen him around these past two days either.
Wang Yunxiao was somewhat unsure, wondering if he should take a more proactive approach.
In these times, when does manna fall from heaven?
Even the dimwits from the Great Luo Sect knew to scramble for a slice of the cake.
Maintaining such a lofty image on his part, he hoped it wouldn’t leave the wrong impression with Boss Mu.
Wang Yunxiao thought carefully and felt he hadn’t done anything wrong, so the problem wasn’t on his side, perhaps the others were just delayed by other matters.
That was normal, especially with the recent chaos outside.
After several days of fermenting in the public sphere, the newspapers’ focus had shifted from the Red Lantern Society to the Qianjin Church.
A view, which sounded more plausible and reasonable, had been raised—the Red Lantern Society was hoarding arms specifically to target the Qianjin Church.
It was well known that the two had overlapping business interests and a deep-rooted turf war.
The Qianjin Church was run by foreigners and even had a church, perfectly fitting the Red Lantern Society’s preferences and tastes.
Most importantly, the leadership of the Red Lantern Society was rumored to have collectively ascended to heaven at the explosion site, whereas the Qianjin Church didn’t even suffer a scratch.
From the standpoint of who benefits the most, the Qianjin Church was almost perfectly suspicious.
If the Red Lantern Society could create such mayhem with homemade bombs, what more powerful devices might the Qianjin Church be hiding?
Deeply frightening, truly deeply frightening.
Regardless, no one was paying attention to the obscure Longevity Sect anymore.
Wang Yunxiao was walking with his head down when he suddenly heard a crisp voice beside him calling out, “Wang Yunxiao!”
He looked up and saw Li Mumu across the street waving at him, a happy smile on her face.
Today, Eldest Miss Li had switched styles again, wearing a simple beige dress and white sandals, revealing a pair of pale, tender feet.
She looked especially cool and adorable.
The weather was indeed hot…but hadn’t her style changed a bit too quickly?
It seemed she had suddenly shifted from a dignified and steady heiress to a lively and cute girl-next-door, and Wang Yunxiao found it a bit hard to adjust on the spot.
He instinctively raised his hand, but before he could speak, Li Mumu picked up her dress and dashed across the street, stopping in front of him, her big black, clear eyes blinking at him.
“Long time no see, did you miss me?”
Huh?
Wang Yunxiao was dumbfounded.
What’s with the Miss today, did she forget her medication?