“Can’t you stop being a beat slow?”
Chen Yanran was a bit speechless.
As a native of Goose City, she wasn’t hugely famous in Yanjing, but anyone who came around here with an agenda should at least show some respect.
She was the local big shot, after all.
Not paying a visit, not giving a heads-up, and then stirring up trouble in Xiaoya Bay without offering any courtesy.
If she didn’t hit them, who would?
Yang Xu looked over, but he had his grievances.
This mission came in a hurry, and time was tight.
Where would he find the time to go pay respects?
He had to get to the Magic Potion holder, Yang Liuqing, before his competitors and bring him back to Yanjing.
Now the guy was right in front of him, but Chen Yanran was blocking the way.
He had to find a solution.
In a critical time like this, who had the patience for all those pointless rules?
Clearly, Yang Xu wasn’t backing down.
A black film surged over his body, covering every inch of his skin, making him look dark and shiny.
“Oh, you’re one of the lucky chosen ones too.”
Chen Yanran wasn’t surprised.
The probability of a Transcendent being selected by the Game Administrator was quite high.
Yang Xu’s chance of gaining a new ability was naturally greater than most.
“Defying Fate really is a scam.
In this world, the strong only get stronger.”
Yang Liuqing laughed bitterly.
The idea that anyone could become a god was just a joke.
False advertising came with no consequences.
If you didn’t read the fine print, you had no one to blame but yourself.
“If Chen Yanran had gotten the Magic Potion, would they dare to come snatch it?”
“Hard to say. There might be a few fearless ones.
But a situation like Master’s, where everyone’s after him—that definitely wouldn’t happen.”
Ke Ling said bluntly.
When an ordinary person with no background gains power beyond their control, they inevitably face consequences.
It had nothing to do with justice or evil.
Simply, you weren’t worthy.
“Then I really should thank their ancestors for eighteen generations.”
Yang Liuqing was indignant, but he knew it was unavoidable.
If someone from the grassroots like him suddenly rose to prominence, the noble families would inevitably lose a piece of their pie.
So even if they couldn’t get the Magic Potion, they would destroy it.
As long as the existing interests weren’t redistributed, everyone could coexist peacefully.
No matter how the world changed, as long as the ownership of benefits was clear, the expected chaos was actually hard to come by.
Rather, someone like Yang Liuqing—an outlier—was the real variable.
The Demon Pill was not welcome.
“I’m going to fight to the end.”
Yang Liuqing bit his lip, clenched his fists, and his eyes showed a determination he hadn’t possessed before.
“Master, we will always follow you.”
Ke Ling rarely showed a relieved smile.
“Xiao Qingqing is finally looking a bit like the real deal.”
Ke Li was equally relieved.
Realizing you’re just a blade of grass wasn’t scary.
What was scary was lacking the heart to resist and fight.
A person couldn’t grow up overnight, but one night was enough to understand many things.
She knew she was the oppressed side—and she had the ability to fight back.
That was crucial.
If you didn’t understand your own position, you couldn’t use the momentum of the situation to avoid risks.
She still didn’t know if Chen Yanran was friend or foe.
But her involvement showed that her side wasn’t completely doomed.
The wind could shift.
Whether she could ride that wind depended entirely on timing.
Right now, Quanba Yang Xu and Chen Yanran were locked in a fierce battle.
The intensity of their punches and kicks was dazzling.
This was a real A-rank fight.
Using his new ability, Yang Xu had received a major boost.
As for Chen Yanran, she still looked calm and composed.
The fight was intense, but that didn’t mean she was strained.
Ke Ling’s analysis was right—Chen Yanran was at least AA-rank, or even higher.
This girl was joining the fight with a playful mindset.
Not a life-or-death struggle.
Yang Xu, on the other hand, was going all out.
Unfortunately, his whole body was dark and shiny now, making it impossible to tell his condition from his expression.
Overall, he was definitely stronger than before.
But how long that boost would last, no one knew.
“Master, you can run now.”
Ke Ling thought the timing was perfect.
“But what excuse do I use to run?”
Yang Liuqing also wanted to get away.
He actually had a good impression of Chen Yanran.
But he couldn’t gamble his hopes on someone he’d known for less than ten minutes.
Even if she really had no ill intentions.
“Xiao Qingqing, don’t tell me you want to explain what you’re going to do next?”
Ke Li poked Yang Liuqing’s cheek with her little finger.
“Come on, she stepped in to help. How can I just run off without a word?”
“I still think Xiao Qingqing is too rule-abiding.”
Ke Li didn’t know if that was a good or bad trait.
“Master sticking to her principles—I think that’s fine.”
Ke Ling expressed appreciation.
“But sometimes, you don’t need to hold onto those things too tightly.
They’re just shackles others put on you.”
“I know.”
Yang Liuqing didn’t necessarily have to stick to principles.
But some things—doing them or not—had a big impact on one’s state of mind.
Rather than worry about it later, it was better to just settle it now.
Ke Ling and Ke Li could both clearly feel her thoughts.
At that moment, the roar of a motorcycle sounded from afar.
“There.”
Yang Liuqing found an excuse to leave.
“Sister!”
“What’s wrong?”
Hearing her call, Chen Yanran, who was in the middle of an intense fight, still spared some attention to respond.
That “sister” was so sweet, it felt nice to hear!
“Someone’s come to pick me up. Thanks for getting me out of that. Next time I’m free, I’ll treat you to tea!”
“Alright!”
Chen Yanran didn’t try to stop her and agreed readily.
Yang Xu was frantic, throwing wild punches.
The bird that was about to be cooked couldn’t just fly away!
Facing the barrage, Chen Yanran still handled it calmly.
But Yang Liuqing’s next words made her freeze, nearly getting hit.
“Oh, and sister, I forgot to bring money when I left. Can you lend me some?
I’ll pay you back next time.”
Hearing this, even Yang Xu was stunned.
Was she taking takeout from a buffet?!
Chen Yanran took the chance to create some distance and shouted into the distance.
“Third Elder, give her the money.”
Everyone on the scene was startled.
Because no one had detected anyone else there!
“Yes, Miss.”
An old, hoarse voice responded.
Yang Liuqing and the others finally realized that someone else was present.
He had been standing in the shadows not far away, blending in as if he were part of the darkness, completely unnoticeable.
If he hadn’t spoken up, no one would have noticed that a silver-haired old man in black attire was standing there, slightly hunched, holding a women’s handbag that looked out of place on him.
Clearly, it belonged to Chen Yanran.
“Master, that old man is very strong.”
Ke Ling was alert.
“I didn’t expect him to evade our perception.”
Ke Li knew she hadn’t been careless.
He was simply too deeply hidden.
At the same time, they understood.
Chen Yanran really wasn’t a bad person.
If she had wanted to restrain their master, that old man alone would have been enough.
She was just being kind-hearted.
Yang Liuqing also noticed this fact.
She had actually run into a good person.
Thinking about how she had used borrowing money to test her, she felt her face and ears burn with embarrassment.