Chapter 262: A Phone Call
Hongshan Vis, Unit No. 16.
An endless stream of music yed within the smallpounds of the manor-like vi. Peeking through the lush greenery that surrounded thepound, one could see countless figures moving back and forth in the huge courtyard, and one may also hear cheerfulughter from time-to-time.
It was alreadyte at night, and although the pool party had been ongoing for several hours, it was only getting started.
Although Lee Tang Han was grounded by his father, that didn’t stop him from inviting people over to his home.
Technically, this does not go against his father’s, Lee Shunnian’s, wishes.
In the courtyard, arge swimming pool with a heating system could be found, and it was surrounded by gauze-like mist. Amp by the corner of the pool casted dreamy lights across the courtyard, painting itself on the mist and the pool.
Beautiful womenughed as they held their wine sses while dressed in swimsuits that entuated their figure. They stood up the pool and danced to the DJ’s music, swaying their hips side-to-side as they drank. The scent of alcohol and perfume intertwined with one another across the dance floor.
Lee Tang Han wasying on a beach chair nearby, grinning to himself as if he had brought the entire underground world to life. He swirled his wine ss in one hand, while the other hand snaked into the tight gaps between a woman’s breasts covered up by her swimsuit. Finding his bearings as he located the goods, he groped them unceremoniously.
“Everyone! Let us toast to this wonderful night!”A handsome man in pink, floral swimming trunks leapt out from the crowd, and jumped onto the high tform as he held up a bottle of champagne. The crowd was invigorated and cheered for him.
Amidst the cheers, he raised the bottle with both hands, opened his mouth, and downed the entire bottle in a few gulps. Then, he took two steps back, braced himself, and started running. At the end of the tform, he leapt up, flipped, and dived into the swimming pool with a loud ssh.
“Ah, Bai seems to get stronger with age. If he keeps on drinking like that, he might drink himself to death soon enough,” Tang Han joked with the woman next to him.
“Excuse me! Shui has a liver made of metal! Mind you – he’s known as the Wine Deity in our club!” the woman interjected.
“Is that true? If he’s the Wine Deity, then what am I?”
“Well, I guess you can be…” the woman tapped on her cherry-like lips with her finger, as if she was deep in thought. “I guess you can be my man!”
“So true! Tonight, I’ll be your groom!”
Before he could get down to business, his phone buzzed twice in his hand. Reading the notification, his forehead visibly scrunched up, and he kissed the girl, now in his arms, deeply.
“Babe, why don’t you join your friends for a little bit? I’ve got to deal with something.”
Leaving her arms, he stood up and briskly walked over to the vi.
Entering, within the dimly lit corridors, he could see a man and a woman tangled up with one another. He grinned slightly, and thoughtfully avoided them through the living room. Then, he entered the underground wine cer, and after making sure of his surroundings, he opened a secret doorway and entered.
As soon as he entered, he was greeted with a long, Gothic-style corridor. Within the corridor, a tall, demure, and conservatively-dressed woman was walking up to him.
She wore a genderless business suit that covered up her figure, and donned light makeup that acted like a veil to cover up her beauty.
The woman walked with him, and helped him to change into more formal clothing as she exined the situation to him.
“Master Lee, the two urban legends have sessfully dealt with Qin Dalin. Mr. Yu has already brought them back here.”
“Tsk, that’s it?” he sneered. “With all the deeds he has done, I would’ve thought that he had something special about him.”
“At his old age too…” he continued. “Old people tend to be scared, afraid – many-a-times would they be way too conservative with how they act.”
The woman listened in silence, and waited until he quit yapping to continue, “Master Lee, although the two of them havepleted their task, well…”
“Well, what?” his face darkened as he interrupted.
“Well, they brought another urban legend back with them. Mr. Yu kept silent the entire journey for fear that something might happen in the car. How should we deal with this, Master Lee?”
“Another one? How?” he frowned; his eyes hesitant. “Any suggestions?”
The woman nodded, “Master Lee, Mr. Yu noticed that when they drove pass the Statue, her psychic powers were not suppressed. I suggest not engaging with her in person due to the risks involved. In my opinion, let me go and deal with her, and you can observe the situation. Once the danger is eliminated, you cane out.”
“…”
Some may not know why there has never been reports of urban legends attacking in Hongshan Vis, but Lee Tang Han, the son of the developer, Lee Shunnian, knows.
The Statue residing in the middle of theke is the very reason why.
That very Statue symbolizes a certain urban legend that stands at the very top of the urban legend pyramid. Although it had no psychic fluctuations on its own, its mere presence exudes a suffocating pressure within the boundaries of Hongshan Vis.
If ordinary urban legends enter the area without explicit invitations, their cores will instantly be suppressed.
Under normal circumstances, no normal person living in Hongshan Vis would invite an urban legend into the area – they were too paranoid over their lives, and even the mention of anything resembling an urban legend would send them running.
However, Lee Tang Han was no normal person.
Now, his driver, Mr. Yu, reported that the two urban legends he hired brought another urban legend back, and this very urban legend was able to resist the Statue’s power.
He was slightly worried, but at the same time, excitement inexplicably rose in his heart.
<em>If I can befriend that urban legend, I won’t have to deal with my old man anymore in the future.</em>
<em>That way, I can show the world what I truly am.</em>
Pondering, he nodded, “Sure.”
The two walked through the corridor together before stopping, where two doors were ced on either side of them. Lee Tang Han went into the right room, while the woman waited until he entered the room to enter the room on the left.
Entering, he walked into the specially decorated room. He sat down on the plush sofa and poured himself a ss of wine. As soon as he turned on the monitor, however, his entire body jerked in fear as he spilled the wine all over himself.
On the monitor, he could see a white-haired girl with her face pressed against the camera. Her deep, red eyes widened, and she stuck two of her fingers in the corners of her mouth, made a funny face, and stuck out her tongue.
…
“What are you doing?” Skin asked.
“Oh, uh, nothing! There’s a camera over here, and I was thinking that somebody might be spying on us!”
<em>When you enter a new environment, wouldn’t it be smart to observe the surroundings? I mean – isn’t it basic etiquette to make a stupid face whenever you spot a camera? </em>Lu Yibei thought.
“Rest assured – Master Lee is an honest man! He would never do such a thing!” Sack ensured.
“Is that true? So, he’s not a rich, ruthless, heartless, narrow-minded nepo-baby who stomps on everyone he considers beneath him?” she asked thoughtfully.
“No! Of course not!”
…
<em>Nothing she said was wrong, but why do I feel like something is wrong?! Did she sense that I was watching her and said all that on purpose?</em>
“Cool! So, he isn’t actually a rich, ruthless, heartless, narrow-minded nepo-baby who stomps on everyone he considers beneath him. Cool, cool! Seems like I’m overthinking it!” her voice resonated through the monitor.
“I… you’ll know when you see him,” Skin’s voice spoke.
“You’re making it sound like I would hate meeting this allegedly-not rich, ruthless, heartless, narrow-minded nepo-baby who stomps on everyone he considers beneath him. No harm in meeting him! After all, the Chinese writer Lu Xun has stated that you must be mindful of personalities when making friends,” she spoke again.
<em>…what the fuck?! Enough! I have a name! Do you have to use those shitty names to describe me whenever you mention me?!</em>
Sack was silent, but thought of something as they scratched their sack, “Uh, Mrs. Witch? I don’t think Lu Xun ever said that.”
Lee Tang Han nodded on the other side of the screen and agreed in his heart: <em>Right. Has he ever said that before? Why do I feel like…</em>
“Well, Lu Xun has said many things! How the hell would you know if he didn’t say it?” the Witch grumbled at the two urban legends calmly. “Did you personally ask him?”
“Uh… do you know how to invoke his soul?” Skin asked.
“Well, no! But… I could personally send the two of you over to him,” she answered.
Skin and Sack trembled when they registered her words. After making sure that she wouldn’t pounce and kill them, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, if she really wanted to send them over to see Lu Xun, she very well could.
…
With a brief look at the warmly decorated conference room, Yibei, who was already anxious at her current predicament, became more and more ufortable.
Both Hongshan Vis and Lee Tang Han hold major problems.
For the first point, the Statue of an evil god was ced in the middle of theke of Hongshan Vis. This was absolutely no ce to go to.
For the second point, she suspects that Lee Tang Han is secretly reselling psychic items under the guise of ‘art trading,’ making him a much more dangerous person that she had anticipated.
<em>Damn it! How do I keep getting myself into these shitty situations? </em>She thought to herself. For some reason, she thought that she has a knack for identally stumbling into the enemy’sir.
However…
<em>Toote to run now. If I don’t find that damn sword and information regarding the Statue, I won’t be able to sleep at night when I go back home.</em>
Because if she couldn’t sleep, she would supplement it with activities, say, ying theba in the dead of night so that the residents of the Happy Community would stay awake with her too.
<em>Therefore, for the sake of my neighbours’ sleep quality and health, I’ll have to stay here a while. They are good people! Good people who will allow other people to endlessly borrow items without the expectation of needing them to be returned!</em>
Sitting on a sofa in the corner of the room, she pondered for a moment and decided to stay temporarily to gauge the situation. Taking out her phone, she frowned when she saw that Jiangli had not replied to her message.
“Hey,” she turned to Skin and Sack. “I’m going to the bathroom. Be back soon.”
She took her guitar bag with her, opened the door, and left the house. Then, she followed the directions given by the driver from before towards the bathroom.
She walked through a short corridor and into the bathroom, locking it behind her. She pressed her ear against the door and listened intently, and after making sure it was quiet, she hurriedly took out her phone and dialed for [Genius Mahjong Girl]’s number that she asked from Jiangli earlier.
She may have decided to stay in Hongshan Vis for now, but she feels uneasy without backup.
<em>What will happen to me if I encounter something bad and I can’t escape?</em>
However…
“The number you have dialed is unavable. Please try againter.”
“God damn it! First, you don’t answer your messages, then, you don’t answer your calls,” she cursed silently as she massaged her temple. Thinking for a bit, she brought her phone up again.
Now that Jiangli was trying to act funny, she can only do something to reassure herself, for example, make a phone call to report something…
<strong>TRANSLATOR NOTES:</strong>
Now what the hell was Shui doing at the party too…
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