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Chapter 33: This is My Dear Brother
"Exactly!"
"Didn't you see how badly injured my boss is?"
"A gust of wind could knock him down."
"Hurry up and deal with my matters first."
Wang Wenxuan was bluffing and shouting, standing right beside them, and slammed a USB drive onto the table.
The middle-aged man in the suit seemed somewhat helpless, his anxiety barely concealed.
After all, there was someone desperately needing money for a medical emergency not far away, and here you are causing a scene—wasn't this just adding to the chaos?
It wasn't until he saw An Xin sitting in the distance that his body stiffened.
"Is that the young girl you mentioned?"
"Tragic background?"
"Utterly pitiful?"
The middle-aged man in the suit awkwardly turned his head to the young Clerk, who seemed completely baffled and nodded subconsciously.
Taking a deep breath, the man in the suit managed to stabilize his emotions: "You're new here, aren’t you?"
"From now on, remember that face."
"And this one too."
"Add them to your blacklist for reception."
"Got it?"
The middle-aged man looked utterly frustrated.
These two were practically the bane of Mo Pavilion, coming eight times a day, trying every trick in the book to swindle money.
He really took them for fools!
He had been wondering why An Xin hadn’t been causing trouble recently; apparently, she was just biding her time for a bigger move.
"We can't handle this business!"
"No offense, but you are not welcomed any longer."
The middle-aged man in the suit sternly addressed the group.
"Bullshit!"
Chen Yimo cursed loudly. An Xin wiped away her tears and quietly stood up, giving the middle-aged man a smile that was chilling to the bone.
"Do you know who this is?"
Chen Yimo pointed towards Yu Sheng, immediately drawing everyone's attention.
Yu Sheng seemed bewildered, looking around as if unaccustomed to the scrutiny, and took a couple of steps back.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, his demeanor grave.
Chen Yimo, a guardian of the Reserve Forces in Jiangbei Province and a six-time awakener, might not be the brightest, but his status was undeniably high.
Could it be that he was introducing some high-ranking official?
"May I know who this is...?"
The middle-aged man asked earnestly.
"This is my dear brother who has shed blood and slain demons for the human race!"
"Why wouldn't you pay him for his abilities and the lives he's saved?"
"Do you really want to embarrass me in front of my brother today? Believe me, I'll strip your pants off and hang them at the entrance of Mo Pavilion for a whole day!"
Chen Yimo's eyes bulged with fury, commanding an intimidating presence without even being angry.
...
The middle-aged man in the suit was also furious, adjusting his tie: "Chen, don't think I'm scared of you!"
"You think it's okay to let this punk rob Mo Pavilion day after day without end?"
"Come on, I want to see what you can do about it!"
"A brute from Spirit Martial Academy!"
Gone was the middle-aged man's scholarly demeanor; now, he was just as rough, pointing at Chen Yimo and cursing.
"Heh, so Spirit Mind Academy thinks it's all that?"
"A bunch of old, cunning bastards!"
"I'd be letting my school down if I didn't give you a beating today!"
Chen Yimo rolled up his sleeves, emitting a tiger's roar from his mouth!
A 'King' shaped symbol appeared on his forehead.
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This change occurred only after awakening six times, allowing him to maintain his combat strength without summoning an awakened item, thus saving energy.
"Brute, brute!!!"
"Today, you'll see if a graduate from Spirit Mind Academy can crush you!"
Wisps of green light surrounded the middle-aged man, who also had no awakened item.
This meant that he was at least a six-time awakener.
That is... a Master.
Conflict was imminent.
"Cough cough, may I say something?"
Yu Sheng spoke up, somewhat helplessly.
He would have preferred to keep a low profile, ideally not saying a word, just taking the money and leaving.
But seeing that sticking around any longer might not even cover the medical expenses, Yu Sheng finally interjected.
"According to the Criminal Law of Mo Pavilion, Awakeners' Clause, Article Nine."
"Anyone who fights or brawls in the city for no reason shall be detained for fifteen days and fined ten thousand yuan."
"If the disturbance is significant, such as in a public place, and the circumstances are severe, the offender may be detained for no less than six months and fined up to one hundred thousand yuan."
He didn't offer any words of persuasion.
Yu Sheng sounded like a text-to-speech device, educating everyone on the relevant laws of Mo Pavilion.
Suddenly, the air turned quiet.
Chen Yimo, already fuming with rage, almost immediately withdrew the energy within him.
A hundred thousand yuan fine.
That could practically ruin him!
Seeing Chen Yimo back down, the middle-aged man in the suit snorted coldly, allowing the surrounding green light to fade.
The once tense hall returned to calm.
Whether it was the middle-aged man in the suit or An Xin, all eyes once again turned to Yu Sheng.
Everyone was curious about this young man who had yet to awaken.
Why could he recite the Criminal Law so fluently?
Was he from the Security Bureau?
"As a lawful citizen, having performed a service in aid of my fellow citizens, I am entitled to receive rewards at any Mo Pavilion Branch."
"If the reception is not forthcoming, or if there is intentional delay in processing, I have grounds under the Rights Protection Law, Article 32, to file a complaint against the staff or Mo Pavilion to safeguard my legal rights."
"Now, I would like to proceed with the transaction."
Saying this, Yu Sheng turned and walked to the center of the hall, pressed a few buttons on a machine, and received a ticket with a number on it.
Chen Yimo, An Xin, Wang Wenxuan, middle-aged man in suit: ???
Is this kid normal, or... not normal?
To go to such lengths, even temporarily evacuating the public, and there are only a few people in Mo Pavilion, yet he still takes a number?
Must be kidding!
Following the instructions on the display, Yu Sheng found the designated counter and politely nodded before sitting down.
"Hello, I'm here to conduct business."
...
The Clerk looked helplessly at the middle-aged man in the suit.
"Just keep doing your job, why look at me!"
The middle-aged man said feebly, clearly on the verge of a breakdown.
Baichun's two most notorious troublemakers showed up on the same day, one of them with his big brother, and now there’s this odd kid.
He couldn't help but wonder if he had checked the almanac before leaving the house today.
Why such bad luck!
He didn't return to his office but just sat in the chair, staring straight at Chen Yimo.
Chen Yimo regained his composure and, with a sneer, sat down beside the middle-aged man, casually draping an arm around his shoulders.
From not too far away, Wang Wenxuan could clearly hear the crisp sound of the middle-aged man’s bones.
Despite the pain turning his face pale, the middle-aged man remained stoically silent.
This demonstrated the stubborn resolve characteristic of Spirit Mind Academy.
...
As time ticked by, An Xin did not leave. Instead, she watched Yu Sheng intently throughout, her expression thoughtful.