Chapter 6

Sun Yan let out an angry roar and, to everyone’s surprise, stood up. The rebar that struck him seemed to hit a rock, bouncing off immediately. Then came a “thud” as Sun Yan punched the scarred youth in the abdomen, causing him to curl up like a shrimp in pain. The others, who hadn’t expected Sun Yan to still be able to fight back, were taken aback. However, they were still in the majority and rushed forward to pin him down and continue beating him. But the Sun Yan they surrounded seemed to transform into a berserker, his strength multiplying. With a gorilla-like thrust, he sent them all flying.

Then came a series of “thuds.” When Sun Yan finally stopped, the scarred youth and all the other thugs were on the ground, rolling in pain.

The onlookers watched in shock. Was this teenager a reincarnation of Wong Fei-hung, capable of taking on a group single-handedly?

Sun Yan himself also calmed down, looking at the fallen men in surprise. There were eight of them. He had never before achieved such a feat, taking on eight at once. Looking around, he saw people discussing the event, some even clapping.

Two girls excitedly took out their smartphones to capture his heroic figure. Sun Yan, stepping on the scarred youth, gave them a V sign. With a few clicks, the girls pushed and laughed, each frantically pressing the buttons on their phones, eager to post the image of the teenager who took on eight on Weibo.

"Hey, don’t just take pictures! Pay for the use of my likeness!" Sun Yan was about to go up to them to ask for money when Du Xiangxiang ran over, pulling his sleeve and leading him away...

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Sun Yan and Du Xiangxiang walked onto the bridge.

Although the moon wasn’t as full as the previous night, it was still quite bright.

Sun Yan asked, "What did you do just now?" No matter how arrogant he was, he knew he didn’t have the ability to take on eight people, especially when he had already been knocked to the ground.

Du Xiangxiang replied, "I just altered the geomancy of the area. The real power is still yours."

Sun Yan turned to look at her. "Geomancy?"

Du Xiangxiang smiled and said, "I saw that your face has a narrow upper part and a wide lower part, indicating a fiery destiny. Your name also contains the character ‘Yan’ (炎), which means fire. Fire upon fire, you are an extremely fiery person. Normally, such a fiery temperament would make one extremely irritable, but you remained very calm even in that situation. So I guessed that you might be a person of ‘fire virtue.’ Today, the planet Venus is in a favorable position, so I used the art of the Eight Trigrams, placing the Bing trigram as the heavenly plate and the Geng trigram as the earthly plate, to draw the light of Venus and form a ‘metal village.’ You are of fire virtue, and the area around you is a metal village, which aligns with the ‘fire entering the metal village’ in the Eight Trigrams. Fire naturally overcomes metal, so placing a person of fire virtue in a metal village naturally increases their power, allowing them to defeat all enemies."

Completely incomprehensible...

However, even though he didn’t fully understand, he grasped the general idea. It was like in an online game where she gave him a “buff,” doubling his attack and defense, making it easy for him to take on eight people.

"But tonight seems a bit unlucky!" Sun Yan sighed. Taking a girl out and having her harassed was a common plot in web novels, but in real life, it wasn’t that easy to encounter. After all, society was generally peaceful, and this wasn’t India. As for dropping money on the street, he hadn’t done that in a long time.

More incredibly, they had taken a large detour and still ended up running into those guys. What else could he say but that he was unlucky?

Du Xiangxiang smiled and said, "Bad things happen, but good things will follow."

"You’re right. Let’s hope for the best," Sun Yan said. "I hope something good happens next."

The two walked off the bridge, turned left, and entered an alley. They climbed the stairs to the end and arrived at Sun Yan’s front door. He pressed the doorbell, and the energy-saving light buzzed and flickered, indicating poor contact.

Sun Yan extended his hand. "Key!"

Du Xiangxiang’s eyes widened. "K-key?"

Sun Yan said, "Didn’t I give it to you back then?"

Du Xiangxiang quickly realized and started patting her body, left and right. "Key, key, key..." After a while, she looked up, her eyes filled with sorrow. "D-did I not return it to you?"

"No!" Sun Yan said firmly.

"I-I’ll look again!" Du Xiangxiang searched her sleeves, felt her waist, turned her back to Sun Yan, and opened her blouse to look inside. She even took off her embroidered shoes to check inside.

It couldn’t be in there, right? Sun Yan was speechless.

After searching for a long time, she still couldn’t find it. Turning back to Sun Yan, her eyes were filled with tears.

Then came a buzz, and the light above them went out...

At the same time—

In a corner of the city, the scarred youth was rubbing his aching waist and cursing. Today was the unluckiest day ever. Just for flirting, he first got a punch in the face, then found the guy and, with eight people, they were all taken down by him. Worse still, the image of him being stepped on by the kid was posted on Weibo...

"Damn it, damn it!" the scarred youth raged. "Find him! Starting tomorrow, guard the streets every day until you find that kid..."

A thug beside him asked quietly, "What will you do when you find him?"

He could take on eight people.

The scarred youth hesitated, feeling a bit scared.

But no matter what, he couldn’t let this go. As a thug, he could lose to a person, but not to a situation. More importantly, it was posted on Weibo, seen by the whole country.

"What’s there to be afraid of? No matter how strong he is, what can he do? He has a girl, right? Bastard, a guy like that has a girl," the scarred youth roared. "He can take on eight, but can his girl? Find his girl, I’ll take her nude photos and post them on Weibo..."

"Boss, they’re cracking down on prostitution now!"

"I don’t care!" the scarred youth shouted. "Do it or I’ll post your nude photos on Weibo... Who? Who touched me?"

"Boss, no one touched you!"

The scarred youth looked around. For a moment, it seemed like someone had tied something to his hand, but when he looked at his wrist, there was nothing. Was it just a hallucination from being beaten?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He cursed continuously, walked through the street, and suddenly stopped, turning to look at the other side. There, an aunt was walking a white dog toward them. He stared at the white puppy, finding it charming and appetizing, and couldn’t help but lick his lips, feeling hungry...

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