“You’re going to keep your promise from before? No way, you’re actually serious.”
After hearing Feng Wu’s words, Zhao Jing immediately recalled what he had said to her in the private room of the hot pot food court. Her face turned pale as she spoke.
Hearing this, Feng Wu just smiled and replied.
“Who said you weren’t willing to accept my terms? Come on, swallow all of these two buckets of the ‘five grains’ cycle product’ for me.”
After speaking, Feng Wu manipulated the iron sand on Zhao Jing’s body, using immense force to press his head down towards the two buckets of waste.
Watching the waste get closer and closer to his face, Zhao Jing, who never imagined he would be targeted like this, lost all his previous defiance.
Not even minding the strange odor emanating from the waste, Zhao Jing hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted at Feng Wu.
“Wait, stop! I’m willing to agree to all your demands.”
Hearing Zhao Jing’s voice and knowing he had agreed to all the terms, Feng Wu deliberately pretended not to hear and continued pressing his head towards the bucket filled with waste.
Seeing his face still moving closer to the bucket’s contents, and knowing full well that Feng Wu must have heard his shout, Zhao Jing realized he was being messed with and cursed inwardly.
Then, he shut his mouth and eyes, preparing for the upcoming, unforgettable, and ‘flavorful’ terrifying experience.
But just at that moment, a whirlwind suddenly appeared out of nowhere, charging straight towards Feng Wu.
Seeing this sudden whirlwind heading for him, Feng Wu sensed the threat and relinquished precise control over the iron sand on Zhao Jing. He quickly moved from his spot, narrowly avoiding the spontaneously generated whirlwind.
Although the iron sand lost Feng Wu’s fine control, Zhao Jing’s body was already tilting, and he had lost control. His face was still falling towards the bucket of waste.
Noticing Zhao Jing’s situation, Yan Qi, who knew he was a good person, understood that if his face landed in that bucket, it would scar him psychologically for life. Without hesitation, she used one of the offensive Daoist techniques she had been practicing recently, the Wind Control Art, summoning a gust of wind to lift him upright from where he was.
“Huh? What’s going on? Why did such a strong wind suddenly appear? Is a superpower user saving me?”
Lifted by the gust of wind Yan Qi summoned, Zhao Jing, whose face had nearly plunged into the bucket and was still shaken, couldn’t help but ask himself several questions in quick succession.
He then raised his head and looked around, trying to find the superpower user who had helped him in his moment of extreme crisis.
At that moment, Zhao Jing wasn’t the only one searching for Yan Qi.
Feng Wu, who had just been attacked by the whirlwind she summoned, and his gang of loiterer lackeys were also looking around, trying to figure out who had attacked them.
“Hey, Classmate Zhao Jing, are you okay?”
Standing at the corner of the alley, Yan Qi revealed her figure as a white-haired, red-eyed little loli. She looked at Zhao Jing and asked with concern.
Hearing Yan Qi’s voice, Zhao Jing, who had been searching for his savior, immediately followed the sound and fixed his gaze on her.
“Huh? Aren’t you the famous genius girl from our class? What are you doing here? Wait, could it be that you were the one who helped me just now?”
Recognizing Yan Qi, Zhao Jing was initially surprised by her presence but then quickly connected the dots and asked her urgently.
At this, Yan Qi’s lips curled slightly upwards as she replied.
“Correct, I was the one who helped you just now. Otherwise, your face would be in that bucket full of the ‘five grains’ cycle product’ right now.”
Hearing Yan Qi’s words and confirming she was the superpower user who had saved him, Zhao Jing’s face showed an expression of shock. He said,
“So, Classmate Yan Qi, you’re a superpower user too.”
After Yan Qi spoke, besides Zhao Jing, Feng Wu and his lackeys, who were searching the alley for their attacker, also heard her voice.
They, like Zhao Jing, turned their heads and focused their attention on Yan Qi.
After hearing the brief exchange between Yan Qi and Zhao Jing, Feng Wu could now confirm she was the superpower user who had summoned the whirlwind and attacked them. His expression turned very unfriendly.
“So it was you, you little brat, who ruined my plans. Do you even know how to write the word ‘death’?”
Hearing Feng Wu’s clearly hostile question, Yan Qi didn’t take it to heart. She just looked at him and answered very seriously.
“As an outstanding genius student, of course I know how to write the word ‘death’.”
Hearing her reply, Feng Wu snorted coldly and then said,
“Since you know, then why do you dare to interfere with our business?”
Hearing this, Yan Qi, with her hands hanging loosely at her sides and already prepared for a fight, answered decisively.
“Of course, because I simply can’t stand by and watch you superpower users bully others so recklessly.”
Hearing this, Feng Wu was momentarily stunned, but not considering Yan Qi a serious threat, he said to her,
“Bullying? Fine, maybe I am bullying him a bit. But what can you do about it?”
“What can I do? Well, this!”
Knowing she couldn’t possibly resolve this with just words against a gang of superpowered loiterers, Yan Qi, after finishing her sentence, didn’t hesitate to launch an attack against them.
Seeing Yan Qi attack, Feng Wu, who reacted first, also activated his superpower.
He controlled a large amount of iron sand, forming a tight defensive circle around himself to block Yan Qi’s attack.
But when Yan Qi’s attack, shimmering with electric light from her hands, met his layer of iron sand without showing any sign of being hindered, Feng Wu immediately realized that things had taken a very bad turn.