Chapter 23: Humble


    Lu Yibei woke up drenched in sweat again. The cool breeze blew outside the window, but his sweat-soaked clothes stuck to his back.


    He rubbed Ac, the Immovables, chest tenderly, watching the lighting through the crack of the door.


    Dreaming in a dream? How ridiculous. She really wanted to get the message across.


    But did she need to make it that scary?


    He groaned and rubbed his temples, taking his phone from under the pillow to take a look.


    It had been 22:01, three hours since he fell asleep. He thought of himself as somewhat mentally sane, but he felt that his mental state was about to break at any second.


    The door to the room swung open, and a figure appeared at the door. The light red, making Yibei unable to see the figure at the door.


    It stood motionless at the door, and a chill ran down his back once again.


    Lu Yibei immediately leaned over, grabbed the statue of Ac, the Immovable, holding it like a machine gun, and leapt off the bed.


    D-dont get any closer! Get any closer, and Ill kill you!


    Jesus, its just me. Sumi sighed. Why were you talking in your sleep? I couldnt work in peace at all! I need to restock tomorrow!


    What? Yibei was taken aback. I was talking in my sleep?


    Yeah, Sumi nodded with disgust. You were moaning the name of your crush in high school! Tell me, what were you dreaming of?


    He nced at the statue in Yibeis hand and frowned, Damn. Even bronze statues are not spared from him.


    With this in mind, Sumi rubbed his abdomen, leaned against the door frame provocatively, and winked at him.


    If youre having trouble sleeping alone, he purred. Im more than happy to sleep with you.


    No!


    Geez, fine, he shrugged, but not before shing a wretched smile at Yibei. By the way, I got this Bai Xiaohua and Chu Xingzi book for 50 yuan. Its really hard to find this thing!


    Oh? Yibei narrowed his eyes.


    Thats right! I bought it from someone for 50 yuan! Want it?


    What do you think?


    Both of their eyes locked, and theyughed.


    That night, he was satisfied, but his flesh was bruised and tired.


    The next morning, Yibei found that Sumi was still sound asleep, and his thunderous snoring could be heard through the door.


    Affected by the shorter days, the tourists on Peony Street basically appear at noon for one or two hours before sunset every day. Sumi usually sleeps until lunchtime before opening the shop.


    He didnt want to bother him, so he put on his clothes, carried the guitar bag with Ac, the Immovable, in it, and went out.


    He was going to report yesterdays situation to the Night Division.


    Although Zhu Linglong wanted him to find the pair of scissors, he could feel the malice leaking out of her like a faucet.


    He feared that there was some ulterior motive.


    Surrounded by the ancient buildings while walking on the streets paved with bluestone bs, the autumn wind bathed Yibei and washed his fatigue away.


    This refreshing state didntst long. He felt a dull pain in his stomach not long after.


    It was mild at first, but as he got closer and closer to the Night Division, the pain became more and more intense.


    A strong cramping painlike a pair of scissors were being stabbed into his abdomen.


    He froze.


    Could it be that Zhu Linglong


    He supported himself by the stone pir on the street and clutched his stomach. It was still about a hundred meters away from the Night Division.


    He had a vague feeling that if he endured the pain and continued going forward, or if he tried to contact anybody from the Night Division, he would be torn apart in the middle of the street.


    Damn it, dont they have any way of detecting this? Perhaps Im not close enough.


    Thats probably the reason why she doesnt want me getting too close to headquarters!


    It was a coin flipeither Zhu Linglong reaches him first, or the Night Division notices him first.


    He stood up and walked straight towards the Night Division. However, there was a sudden shock, and the pain intensified as he began to keel over.


    The shadow of death approached gradually, and he felt his internal organs tearing apart. He couldnt control the vomit being shot out of his mouth, and blood was present in his vomit amidst the mass of half-digested food.


    The next moment, he saw stars. He fell to the ground alongside the statue. He lifted his clothes, and sure enough, a faint blood stain was present on his abdomen.


    O-okay! You win! Jesus I wont go to the Night Division! Ill help you find the scissors! Just let me go!


    As soon as his words fell, the pain disappeared. Christ. Youre powerful, and yet you need me to find the scissors for you.


    As if she were responding to him, another shot of pain burst through his stomach.


    Okay! I get it! Stop hurting me! But we have to get along with each other! Once this is over with, Ill go back to my life, and you can move on.


    The pain began to ripple in his abdomen again, and he kneeled on the floor in pain. However, before the pain was too much, he bent his neck and sneered.


    Kill me. Lets see how long it takes for you to find someone like me whos willing to hear your pleas.


    The pain disappeared in an instant, and he was secretly relieved.


    Right. Ill help you find the scissors, and youll leave me alone as soon as I find them for you. By the way I think I need somepensation too. You see, Im still a virgin, and


    Before he finished speaking, a sharp pain, like a kick, hit him in the abdomen once again. Although itsted less than a second, the message was clear.


    Okay. I dont I dont want it anymore he panted.


    <i>Working for nothing in return is so crazy, </i>he thought to himself.