Chapter 73

As night fell, in the dormitory,

Song Shuhang climbed into bed early to rest.

Tu Bo, Li Yangde, and Gao Moumou were playing an ancient team battle game.

These three guys had no limits when playing games. When they formed a team, they even used Song Shuhang's computer to create an account for the opposing camp. Then, the two of them happily opened a black shop, bullying passersby.

Song Shuhang shook his head in disdain, opened his phone, and refreshed the Nine Provinces Number One Group. Rarely, the group was quiet today, even Beihed Sanren didn't speak.

Cultivators are also very busy, except for Beihed Sanren.

"By the way, Shuhang, I found the information on the medicinal herbs you asked me to look up. In the national traditional Chinese medicine system, only one pharmacy in the Jiangnan area sells the herbs you need, and that pharmacy only sells one of them. I also posted on forums for you, and there will be more information tomorrow. I'll send you all the addresses at once," Li Yangde said, while shamelessly cheating in the game with a self-compiled small hack.

Can you be any more shameless?

Song Shuhang chuckled, "Thanks, Yangde!"

"Your grandpa," Li Yangde said angrily.

Soon, a round ended, and the three guys who were running a black shop and using hacks actually lost!

"Damn, the other side was also running a black shop," Tu Bo shouted.

This battle game was quite old. Song Shuhang remembered playing it when he was in elementary school. The players who still played it were all seasoned veterans. Each one was skilled, with slick movements and bottomless depths of shamelessness.

"Can't survive, let's quickly change the area. Why are there so many shameless black shop runners these days?" Gao Moumou complained.

You still know that running a black shop is shameless?

Shuhang, lying on the bed, watched his roommates switch areas and continue their black shop, and asked, "By the way, Tu Bo, is the electric baton you modified last semester still around?"

"It's still here. I've modified it a few more times, and its power is quite impressive," Tu Bo said, getting excited when talking about modifications.

He was naturally fond of tinkering with modifications, from motorcycles to laser pointers.

Song Shuhang asked, "Can I borrow it in a few days? Also, can you make the baton even more powerful? The more powerful, the better."

"The power can only be increased to a certain extent, after all, it's a civilian product. What's up? Did someone offend you? Do you want to give them a 100,000-volt shock?" Tu Bo asked curiously.

"Yes, and they offended me badly. I'm even thinking of dumping their body in the East Sea," Song Shuhang said with a smile. "In a few days, I might accompany my sister to explore a deep forest, a place similar to a tropical rainforest. I feel more secure bringing something for self-defense."

Except when facing Zhao Yaya, Song Shuhang usually doesn't blush when lying.

When he said this, Lin Tu Bo's eyes lit up—because he knew that Zhao Yaya had no interest in exploring deep forests.

Could the sister Shuhang mentioned this time be the one with long legs he met last time?

Tu Bo immediately thought of Yu Rouzi, who looked like an adventure enthusiast. Last time, she even took Song Shuhang on a long journey to City J to find some Ghost Lamp Temple.

He immediately stopped playing the game and turned to ask, "Is it the sister who was with you in City J last time?"

"That's her," Song Shuhang replied—when one lies, one often needs more lies to supplement and perfect the first lie.

"Shuhang, take me with you on this jungle adventure! Also, if you don't mind, call me brother-in-law from today on. I don't mind at all!" Lin Tu Bo said seriously.

As he spoke, his character was instantly killed by a concentrated attack.

Gao Moumou cried out, "Dead, Bo! You're dead! You died so miserably!"

Li Yangde pushed his glasses up, delivering a fatal blow, "Bo, I recorded it. Although from your tone, the sister you mentioned isn't Zhao Yaya, but... if I send your words to Zhao Yaya, it will have the same devastating effect."

So,

"Buy us a treat, Bo," Li Yangde and Gao Moumou said in unison, pushing their glasses up.

Selling out teammates was Li Yangde's specialty, both in games and in real life.

"Are you even human!" Tu Bo covered his face, "How did I end up with you two scoundrels?"

Just then, Song Shuhang's phone rang.

He took out his phone and saw that it was Zhao Yaya calling.

"It's Zhao Yaya's call," Song Shuhang chuckled, "Tu Bo, if I call you brother-in-law now, will you dare to respond?"

Tu Bo felt a pain in his crotch, his eyes welled up, "Please spare me."

Song Shuhang answered the call with a smile, "Sis, what's up so late?"

"Can't I call you if there's nothing?" Zhao Yaya's voice was slightly out of breath, "Come help me. I'm outside Jiangnan University Town, at the old Liuluma Street. Next to the back door of Shasha Wedding Photo Studio, do you know the location?"

Song Shuhang frowned but quickly recovered, "Got it. Do I need to bring anything?"

"No, just help me carry someone. Come quickly," Zhao Yaya replied.

"Right away," Song Shuhang hung up the call and quickly put on a black long-sleeved shirt.

Then he fumbled under his bed, stood up, and asked, "I'm going out. Do you need anything?"

Tu Bo shouted, "Bring some snacks back."

"Another large bottle of iced cola."

"OK!" Song Shuhang waved, grabbed his wallet, and quickly disappeared into the night.

...

...

As soon as he left the dormitory, Song Shuhang's expression turned grim.

The number on the call was Zhao Yaya's, and the voice sounded similar to hers at first... but it was definitely not Zhao Yaya's voice.

Song Shuhang was too familiar with Zhao Yaya's voice, including her mannerisms, speaking speed, and even some habits she herself hadn't noticed.

The voice on the call was slightly coarser than Zhao Yaya's, and the tone at the end of each sentence was different. Upon closer listening, it sounded a bit hoarse and dry.

It wasn't Zhao Yaya, but someone using her phone and voice to call him out... would you believe them if they said they had no ill intentions?

Was it the accomplice of that 'assassin,' attacking the people around him after failing to get to him?

These damn guys... they finally came!

Song Shuhang quickly arrived at old Liuluma Street.

He didn't go directly to Shasha Wedding Photo Studio but instead went to the Guoxin Building 200 meters away, climbing to the window of the seventh-floor corridor.

From here, he could see Shasha Wedding Photo Studio from a high vantage point. Song Shuhang also used his mental energy to enhance his senses and hide his presence with the 'alertness' mental technique.

Since practicing the Foundation Building Fist Technique, his eyes were as good as a telescope. Even in the dark, objects 200 meters away were as clear as high-definition video to him.

Old Liuluma Street used to be a bustling pedestrian street, but with the establishment of the new Liuluma Street, the old area had lost its former glory and was no longer as lively. After nightfall, only a few shops remained open, and there were very few pedestrians.

Shasha Wedding Photo Studio was located in the southeast of old Liuluma Street. Apart from the streetlights, only the lights inside the studio were still on, making the area desolate.

Song Shuhang quickly spotted Zhao Yaya, who was between the wedding photo studio and the greenery.

Under the cover of the lush greenery, she was leaning against a stone bench on the street's green belt, her eyes closed, unconscious.

Standing next to Zhao Yaya was a tall, thin man.

The man was about 1.83 meters tall and very thin, with unusually long arms, clearly longer than an average person's. He wore large sunglasses, had thick lips, and looked like a swollen sausage.

He was playing with a woman's phone.