Chapter 144: Chapter 144: Not Listening to Sister’s Advice, Suffering is Imminent

Outside, Qin Jiangsheng had exited from another building, and Shen Zhiyi had successfully missed him.

The sky was gradually darkening. Seeing no more pedestrians, Shen Zhiyi was losing patience, “008, where’s Qin Jiangsheng? How come he hasn’t come out after going in?”

008 did not respond to her. Thinking she would come back later, her only trump card now was that she knew the full story, although she had either read some details too quickly and forgotten them or the original author had written them vaguely. The villain’s story was only introduced when he reappeared as an adult, causing crisis for Bai Tingyu.

She had taken just one step when the automatic glass doors of the building across from her opened, and she retreated back to her original position.

A man came out, draped in a black coat, tall with long legs, his face hidden by a silver mask that glinted coldly. Many bodyguards followed behind him.

The sight of that perfect half of his face made Shen Zhiyi’s breath hitch, “008, who’s he?”

008 finally appeared: [Target person–Mo Jiu.]

Mo Jiu?

Shen Zhiyi thought for a while; there wasn’t much information about him available, she only remembered that the grown-up Qin Jiangsheng’s first victim was this man, from whom he inherited power and authority.

She frowned, “Who is he? Is Qin Jiangsheng with him? No, that’s not right. I remember the book said Qin Jiangsheng killed him with a countermove, they don’t seem like partners… It’s so annoying, the author doesn’t make things clear, it makes it hard for me, the tactician, to figure out where to start.”

008 remained silent for a long while before finally responding icily: [To complete the task quickly, I can disclose some information, but the price is that I will need to rest for one month before I can come back because revealing the secrets of this world indiscriminately will be punished.]

Shen Zhiyi’s eyes lit up, “Then tell me now, what are you waiting for! Completing the task is obviously more important.”

Upon receiving the command, 008 then said: [According to the hidden bug in this world, Mo Jiu is the main villain’s maternal uncle. This secret was not exposed to the public even up to Mo Jiu’s death; currently, only Mo Jiu himself is aware of it.]

Shen Zhiyi’s eyes widened in shock. The man she had just seen was Qin Jiangsheng’s maternal uncle?

Then why would Qin Jiangsheng kill him?

This world had too many bugs, and many details remained undisclosed.

[Beep, energy insufficient, entering hibernation mode.]

Shen Zhiyi took a deep breath to process this secret. That was the advantage of having a system, being able to understand their information faster than ordinary people, which made her even more curious about Mo Jiu.

After 008 had gone, she quietly followed, trying to discover something.

She maintained a good distance until Mo Jiu got into a black car, at which point she emerged to take note of the license plate number.

That meant Qin Jiangsheng must certainly be working under him, huh, she was determined to pull Qin Jiangsheng away and then see, without this butterfly-effect inducer, how Ji Tian would “accidentally” change the plot.

Through the car’s rear-view mirror, Mo Jiu saw Shen Zhiyi, her dodging and finally walking away with her backpack.

“Ninth Young Master, the follower is a student from Imperial City Academy.”

“Imperial City Academy?” Mo Jiu, twirling two smooth jade stones in his hand, slightly curved his lips, “Isn’t that Ah Jiang’s school? A secret admirer coming to my door?”

The bodyguard in the driver’s seat denied, “Unlikely, seems more like she specifically came to tail you.”

Mo Jiu’s eyes were dark, “Hmph, send someone to check out this little stray cat, and don’t spook the grass and alert the snake. I want to see what she’s trying to do.”

…

Finally, it was Saturday.

Ji Tian, like a wild horse that had thrown off its reins, completely let loose and was preparing to go to the YXC club when she happened to run into Ji Qilin holding gifts, “Tiantian, today is Grandpa Bai’s sixty-fifth birthday. Come with me to celebrate at noon.”

“Ah?” Ji Tian was somewhat troubled.

“It’s just a small birthday celebration, not a big event, but we younger folks should still go and offer a gift.” His gaze swept over Ji Tian, “Where are you rushing off to in such a hurry?”

Ji Tian stammered, “To play games…”

Ji Qilin: “…”

The fact that Ji Tian played games was no longer a secret–Qiao Luhua had even emphatically praised Ji Tian for it, inheriting her genes!

“You go ahead; I’ll come to pick you up before noon.”

Ji Tian breathed a sigh of relief and instructed Uncle Zhou to drive to the club.

During the ride, Ji Tian’s head was down, answering questions on her phone. Her points had reached one thousand, placing her in the top one hundred contestants. The top scorer, dubbed the Milk Master, remained unmoved at five thousand points.

Shen Zhiyi had made a push; her points, originally two thousand three hundred, had risen to two thousand eight, creating a significant gap between her and the third-placed Bai Tingyu, who had a thousand points.

It was clear that Bai Tingyu wasn’t interested in the hundred-thousand scholarship, and was merely occupying a spot on the leaderboard.

During the half-hour journey, Ji Tian went through another fifty questions.

She was lucky; most of them were humanities-based, a category she was familiar with, which she answered with ease.

Her new account surged in momentum, attracting a crowd that speculated about the identity of this “Super Egg Yolk,” whose mysteriousness was comparable to the Milk Master.

Upon arrival, Ji Tian switched off her phone. She had no simple training methods to offer; other than practicing their reaction speeds, it was sitting in front of the computer, crooking her finger: “Come at me one by one. If you can eliminate me in a shootout, then you are ready to graduate.”

The club members: “…”

By the end of the morning, no one had survived an encounter with Ji Tian’s hands.

Quan Jingyou’s hands were sore from playing, but with someone explaining the tactics to him, he felt his skills had improved significantly.

Ji Qilin picked Ji Tian up at eleven o’clock.

He didn’t care where she played her games; as long as she was happy, that was enough.

Once in the car, Ji Tian was puzzled: “Did Grandpa Bai only invite our family? Why did Quan Jingyou and the others just need to send a gift?”

“Grandpa had a good relationship with Mr. Bai in the past.” Ji Qilin drove and spoke: “So we just make a trip there, have lunch, and leave.”

“What about our third brother?”

“He said he didn’t want to go, so we didn’t call him.”

Ji Tian snorted. It wasn’t so much that he didn’t want to go; more likely, he didn’t want to face Bai Tingyu.

Speaking of which, she had not seen Ji Weinan follow Bai Tingyu around for quite some time.

One could only say the rift between the brothers was growing wider, and the decisive breaking point was still over Shen Zhiyi. She even looked forward to witnessing the dramatic moment when Ji Weinan ended up on the streets.

She would definitely be there to clock in and jeer mercilessly at him, “Not listening to your sister’s advice, suffering right before your eyes!”

…

Bai Family

The old Bai family residence was an hour’s drive from the villa district. Bai Yan Zhang had notified Qin Jiangsheng but did not say he would take him along.

It was only after Old Sir Bai called him and insisted that Qu Rong pick him up, that he finally got into the vehicle.

Driving, Qu Rong chuckled: “Young Master Qin, you’ve got to admit, your grandpa really treats you well.”

“Oh.”

Qin Jiangsheng felt indifferent. He had no need for familial affection. No matter how well Old Sir Bai treated him, there was no emotional response in his heart.

Qu Rong glanced at him through the rearview mirror and sighed. It just showed how deep childhood traumas could scar a person, as clearly reflected in Qin Jiangsheng. He was that unfortunate child. Who knew how long it would take to warm his icy heart?

“Qu Rong, you don’t need to help me anymore. I told Ninth Young Master yesterday that I want out, and he agreed.”

“Huh?”

Qu Rong was taken aback by how quickly he had made the decision, and he was worried: “For real? Ninth Young Master agreed just like that?”

“He said if I bring back the Inheritance Order, he’ll set me free.”

Leaving this dark organization would indeed return him to freedom. Qu Rong smiled: “That’s great.”

“Young Master Qin, I’d put my life on the line for you. Make sure you leave.”

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