Chapter 62

Lin Tao knew that he would eventually have to leave the school, and when that time came, if that over two-meter-tall man came looking for him and wanted to show him a fist as big as a casserole... he would have to book a bed with a good view, good ventilation, and a window in a familiar hospital before he could even see how big the casserole was.

So he completely cowered, bitterly smiling as he followed Song Shuhang and Nan Haomeng up to the dormitory rooftop.

Behind him, his roommates were curious, but with Nan Haomeng's massive build, they didn't dare ask too many questions, fearing they might get involved in Lin Tao's troubles.

Although they wanted to help Lin Tao, they felt powerless.

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Just like in Song Shuhang's dormitory, the rooftop here was also locked, and Song Shuhang didn't have the key...

But it didn't matter, this wasn't his dormitory.

With Lin Tao and Nan Haomeng's wide-eyed stares, Song Shuhang grabbed the lock with one hand and easily pulled it off, along with the screws that held it in place.

It was as easy as pulling a leaf.

This was no longer just about strength; it was like a human Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Lin Tao couldn't help but shiver.

Stepping onto the rooftop, Song Shuhang said in a deep voice, "Now, tell me, who asked you to investigate my information?"

"I don't know that guy," Lin Tao said with a bitter smile. As expected, Shuhang asked this question. This was the one he least wanted to face, because he didn't know the answer!

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Song Shuhang's face turn cold.

Lin Tao quickly tried to salvage the situation, racking his brain to recall, "Wait, I can roughly remember what he looked like. He was about a head taller than me, around 1.83 meters; yeah, he was slim, with very long arms, much longer than an average person, like an orangutan. Because he was wearing a large pair of sunglasses, I couldn't see his face clearly. His lips were very thick, like a swollen sausage."

"Is that all?" Song Shuhang's face was like a volcano about to erupt.

"There's one more thing! Although the guy disguised his voice, I could still tell that his accent was from the area between City J and Jiangnan District. I lived there when I was young, so I'm very sensitive to that accent," Lin Tao hurriedly added.

The area between City J and Jiangnan District was the Luoxin Street area.

So it was indeed because of the 'Spirit Ghost,' Song Shuhang thought, already having a vague idea.

"Other than that, I don't know much more. And I didn't reveal too much about you, just your address, a few good friends, and some close relatives. This information is known by your classmates at school and can be found through the campus network. I couldn't find anything else in the school network. Oh, and... this, this is the money that man gave me as payment, I'll return it all to you now..." Lin Tao anxiously pulled out a stack of red bills from his pocket, hoping to gain Song Shuhang's forgiveness.

Seeing the stack of red bills, the last thread of Song Shuhang's rationality snapped.

Just for this money, the other person had detailed his information to a stranger of unknown background, putting him in mortal danger. And if this wasn't resolved quickly, his loved ones would also be in danger.

Damn it!

Song Shuhang grabbed Lin Tao's collar and pulled him close, then clenched his right fist and punched him in the face.

This was a forbidden move in boxing, called the Friendship Face-Breaking Punch!

Lin Tao was sent flying, spitting out blood and broken teeth.

His face quickly swelled up.

Song Shuhang had deliberately held back most of his strength; otherwise, his angry punch would have left Lin Tao seriously injured and bedridden, unable to take care of himself.

Now, just a few broken teeth and a swollen face were the result of Song Shuhang's self-restraint.

Lin Tao was dazed, and it took him a while to cry out in pain. But with his swollen face and half his teeth missing, even his cries sounded strange and muffled.

"From now on, everything about me should be completely erased from your mind. Otherwise, next time it won't be just a punch," Song Shuhang wiped the blood from his fist. "As for your face and teeth, find your own way to explain it to others. Whether you hit yourself or fell and hit something, in any case, don't have anything to do with me. I hope I never have to see you again."

There won't be a next time. If there is, Song Shuhang couldn't guarantee he wouldn't do something extreme. Even a Buddha can only tolerate so much, right?

Song Shuhang and Nan Haomeng left.

Lin Tao remained on the rooftop, crying uncontrollably, with the red bills scattered on the ground. He wondered if these bills would be enough to get his teeth fixed. Dentists' fees were quite high these days.

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"Shuhang, aren't you afraid that this Lin Tao will report to the school that you beat him to the point of disability, and the school will force you to withdraw?" Nan Haomeng suddenly thought.

"Hmm, I'm not afraid at all," Song Shuhang unexpectedly remained calm.

For some reason, his calmness gave Nan Haomeng an ominous feeling.

"Because I will never admit to beating him. And..." Song Shuhang turned to look at Nan Haomeng, "Why do you think I asked you to come with me?"

"What do you mean? Didn't I come with you on my own?" Nan Haomeng felt something was off.

"Who do you think is more noticeable, you or me?" Song Shuhang asked calmly.

Nan Haomeng shouted, "You tricked me?"

"Yes, I tricked you," Song Shuhang nodded. "Want to hit me?"

Hit you? I'll only get beaten up by you. There's no way I can hit you.

Nan Haomeng gritted his teeth and turned to run back to the rooftop. He felt he needed to threaten that student named Lin Tao again, to prevent him from doing something foolish.

***

In the sky, the sun climbed high, continuing to selflessly shower its light and heat. Actually, in such hot weather, everyone hoped the sun would take a break for a day or two.

Taking advantage of the break before class, Song Shuhang went to the residence of the Medicine Master.

He had too many questions to ask the senior.

At that moment, in the unique three-room, five-story suite courtyard, an old-fashioned Volkswagen Santana was parked. It was the kind of square, old model used in driving schools over a decade ago. This type of car had long been phased out of the market due to aging.

He didn't expect anyone to still drive this thing. Song Shuhang wondered if it was even allowed on the road.

"Guests?" he thought, then took out the key to open the door.

At that moment, the door opened first.

A woman with long hair and broad shoulders walked out. She was petite, about 1.5 meters tall, but her presence was strong, and every step she took had the aura of a tiger patrolling its territory.

She glanced at Song Shuhang and then went to the old Santana, opened the trunk, and pulled out a one-cubic-meter-sized alchemy furnace.

Then, she kicked the alchemy furnace hard, and it let out a pitiful hum.

The girl seemed to be in a bad mood, and her temper looked terrible.

"Her anger is off the charts," Song Shuhang's heart trembled, feeling it was best to avoid this girl.

Just as Song Shuhang was about to sneak into the house to find the Medicine Master, a strange sound came from behind him.

Then, the alchemy furnace that had been kicked began to inflate rapidly, growing to the size of the car in an instant.

It could grow just by being kicked?

Was this a spell to compress the volume of objects?

There are countless spells and myriad abilities; only what you can't imagine. This is what it means to be a cultivator!