Chapter 117: The Importance of Handsomeness

Yang Wenhao then set fire to burn all the corpses inside the cave.

Staring at the roaring flames before him, Yang Wenhao turned around and hoisted the still unconscious woman onto his shoulder, while the other man surnamed Sun he simply grabbed by the collar.

Don’t ask why Yang Wenhao carried the Sun man by the collar instead of hoisting him on his shoulder like the woman.

Come on, his shoulders were reserved for women—what use is a man?

And so, Yang Wenhao carried the Sun man by his shirt out of the cave. Fortunately, the man was still unconscious and knew nothing; if he had known, he would have been furious and accused Yang Wenhao of favoritism.

Once outside the cave, Yang Wenhao contemplated how to settle them.

In the end, he took these two burdens with him to the city.

Along the way, they hailed a cab, but the driver kept staring at Yang Wenhao with an unsettling look.

No surprise then, as soon as Yang Wenhao got out, preparing to put the two in a hotel, a group of police officers in uniform surrounded him.

“Hands up!”

The officers all had guns drawn, so Yang Wenhao had no choice but to raise his hands.

“Thud…”

The Sun man suddenly collapsed face-first onto the ground.

The woman fared better, still slung over Yang Wenhao’s shoulder, unharmed.

The police then took the two and Yang Wenhao away.

At the station, the interrogation began.

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“What’s your name?”

“Yang Wenhao.”

“What do you do?”

“Student.”

“Damn it, hasn’t your teacher taught you not to break the law?”

The officer’s stern expression made it hard for Yang Wenhao to joke.

“I’m not a human trafficker, really,” Yang Wenhao said, his face full of frustration.

Damn it, this was meant as a good deed, yet they treated him like a criminal.

Just then, a policeman entered and whispered something to the interrogator.

The interrogator then looked at Yang Wenhao with surprise.

“It’s fine now, you can go,” he said, removing Yang Wenhao’s handcuffs.

Out of the detention room, Yang Wenhao saw the Sun man and the woman.

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“What happened? Weren’t we in the cave? And where’s Brother Liu?”

Yang Wenhao had no patience for this barrage of questions and casually muttered a few words before leaving.

Leaving behind two bewildered faces.

As Yang Wenhao was about to leave, the woman suddenly stood and said, “Thank you.”

Unspoken, but it seemed they had some idea—though unconscious, they vaguely guessed what had transpired: the countless corpses, the mysterious fainting, and the disappearance of the man named Liu.

Yang Wenhao flew back to Fengzhou.

Upon landing, he immediately saw Su Weihua, the elder Su.

“You okay?” Su asked.

“I’m fine,” Yang Wenhao shook his head.

Su nodded, “Of course, who could harm you? You’re a grandmaster of martial arts after all.”

Yang Wenhao’s face darkened slightly—was that supposed to be comforting?

Su continued, “By the way, come with me later. It won’t take much time, just want you to recount what happened.”

“All right,” Yang Wenhao agreed, not wanting to disrespect an elder.

He was not the kind to confuse right and wrong or invert morality.

Following Su to a tall building, he gave a verbal report.

Afterward, when he was about to leave, he realized a problem: without a car, how was he going home?

Though this was Fengzhou, the city was huge. Was he expected to walk back?

Just as he reached for his phone to hail a taxi, a car stopped right in front of him.

Looking at the white BMW, Yang Wenhao felt he had seen it somewhere before.

When the window rolled down, he finally recognized the driver.

“Hello,” it was none other than Su Muyu.

Wearing sunglasses and casual clothes, she looked like an experienced driver.

“How did you know I was here?” Yang Wenhao asked as he got in.

“My great-grandpa told me,” Su replied, driving.

Yang Wenhao was surprised, “Your great-grandpa… you don’t mean that old man, do you?”

Su Muyu tapped Yang Wenhao and shot him a glare, “How can you talk like that? That’s my great-grandpa, show some respect!”

Yang Wenhao rubbed his nose; even if he spoke like that in front of Su Weihua, the elder wouldn’t mind, but Su Muyu dared to tease him like this.

Fine, no need to fight with a woman.

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If Su Muyu knew what Yang Wenhao was thinking, she would probably throw a punch right away.

“Where to?”

“Home, where else?”

“Home? Young people should get out and have fun. Staying at home all the time is boring.”

Yang Wenhao was speechless. If she already had plans, why bother asking?

Despite his protests, Su Muyu dragged him to a bar.

There, they ran into Fang Jingxuan. Yang Wenhao thought it was no coincidence—they must have arranged this beforehand.

Fang Jingxuan looked surprised to see Yang Wenhao with Su Muyu.

The bar was full of all kinds of people, thick with smoke and a chaotic atmosphere; Yang Wenhao didn’t much like places like this.

Though nowadays, bars were a standard hangout for young people.

“I’m underage, can I even get in?” Yang Wenhao asked.

“Don’t worry, Jingxuan is a cop. If they don’t let you in, we’ll just report this place,” Su Muyu said, patting Yang Wenhao’s shoulder with a look that said, “Aren’t I awesome?”

Both Yang Wenhao and Fang Jingxuan twitched their lips, not expecting Su Muyu to be so bold, and yet here she was, a good citizen speaking as if she were a rebel.

In the end, things didn’t go as Su Muyu expected.

Though Yang Wenhao was not yet eighteen, he looked the part. With Fang Jingxuan there, no one dared to say anything.

Just as they entered, a heavily made-up woman with a prominent figure approached, batting her eyelashes at Yang Wenhao.

“Little brother, want to come have some fun with me?”

Before Yang Wenhao could answer, Su Muyu shoved the woman aside.

“Get lost, you shameless floozy.”

“You!” The woman’s face darkened at Su Muyu’s push.

Su Muyu said, “Can’t you see two beautiful ladies standing here? With your nosy attitude, just back off.”

“Hmph…” The woman snorted and turned away.

Yang Wenhao shrugged helplessly. His first time at a bar and he already had such an encounter. Though the woman wasn’t pretty, having one was better than none.

But Su Muyu showed no mercy in chasing her off.

Yang Wenhao looked at Su Muyu and Fang Jingxuan. These two… well, never mind. He believed there would be more opportunities later.

Okay, as promised, here are two extra chapters.

(The End)