“What do you think you’re doing? Breaking into my house is a felony!”
Yang Chong put up a tough front.
Li Mo said calmly, “And killing me isn’t?”
“You… you…”
“Is your call not going through? That’s normal.”
“You… you…”
“I came to settle things with you. I’m not in the least afraid of some underground boxer, but rather annoyed having one fly after another coming to harass me.
“When smacking away a small fly, another larger one takes its place, then another one even bigger. You aren’t annoyed, but I am.
“And so, to settle all these probable events from happening, I’ll have to remove the source of the irritation.”
Watching Li Mo drawing closer step by step, Yang Chong shivered and actually peed himself from fear.
Plop!
Yang Chong fell on his need in a cesspool of his own creation, begging on and on in a sobbing tone, “Don’t kill me, don’t kill me. We’re classmates, we… sob. I was wrong, I was wrong. Brother Mo, I was truly wrong. I won’t ever dare again.”
Li Mo watched him, incredulous Yang Chong was so terrified…
“Brother Mo, if you let me go, I will do whatever you ask from now on. I will give her to you. She’s yours. And Lin Qingrou, An Yuxin, Ye Mei, they’re all yours…”
Yang Chong was so scared his speech was jumbled.
One should know this was his private villa, with three gates and dozens of patrols. But Li Mo waltzed right in. And what was even more important, was that the phone call just now couldn’t connect even though he had a signal. Was this a strange coincidence?
Was such a coincidence possible?
Li Mo shook his head, catching a glimpse of a stuffed teddy on the TV commode. He thought for a bit and picked the teddy.
“Brother Mo, if you like it, take it. Just take everything you like from this room.”
Li Mo walked with the teddy in hand towards Yang Chong. Yang Chong shook like a leaf and wanted to keep pleading, but no words came out.
Li Mo reached with his hand and pulled one strand of hair from his head.
Yang Chong was stunned.
Ss~
Yang Chong saw clearly how his strand of hair turned into a faint blue energy and entered the teddy.
“You are begging for your life so that I couldn’t bear killing you, only to go back to you poisonous thoughts of killing me through another way once I leave. Yang Chong, is this what your deepest heart bears at this moment?”
“N-no, how could I ever have such foul thoughts.” With his deepest thoughts laid bare, Yang Chong was scared into peeing himself again.
“It matters not what you think.”
Li Mo flicked the teddy’s left eye and Yang Chong wailed from the searing pain he felt in his eye. As if someone stabbed it.
His left eye was now black and blue.
Li Mo extended two fingers and pinched teddy’s left leg, the softest of touches. Yang Chong’s left leg curved in the same way the teddy’s leg did.
“Brother Mo, stop, please. I was wrong. I was truly wrong. I would never dare.”
Li Mo put away his fingers and Yang Chong’s left leg was back to normal.
Li Mo put the teddy on the coffee table and took a dozen or so hairs from Yang Chong.
“If what happened today never happened in the first place, and you’d have put it behind you, you’d still be living. For if I wanted to kill you, I didn’t need to come to you in the first place.”
Li Mo left.
After a long time, Yang Chong crawled his shivering body up from the floor. He shielded his black and blue left eye, watching the teddy on the coffee table disconcerted. He grabbed it and, after a long moment of hesitation, he flicked the teddy’s right eye.
A wail of agony came from the living room…
The next day, Yang Chong didn’t come to school.
Military Instructor Yang, in charge of second year class five’s military drill was a no show either and the students welcomed a new military instructor surnamed Liu. Compared to Military Instructor Yang, he was much friendlier. He wasn’t as harsh in his training, and knew to offer a suitable military drill. At the end of the day, no student was groaning in pain, nor was there any who complained.
Three days later, Yang Chong came to school with a completely changed attitude. He wasn’t haughty with anyone, but instead friendly and agreeable.
On Feng City’s evening news: ‘A rich student has, for reasons unknown, bought all the teddy’s in Feng City mall’s stores… ‘
In Yang Chong’s living room there was a pile of teddies, and Yang Chong went through a hundred as he tested them. He was clear that only the teddy Li Mo used his trick on was linked to him.
Yang Chong’s face blanched, on the verge of tears.
Li Mo took a dozen or so strands of his hair with him before his departure. At this point, Yang Chong knew a hair of his could link him to a teddy. And with so many hairs on teddies, if Li Mo threw them on the street, he wouldn’t need to do the job himself, and let the cars do it for him…
Yang Chong grew frightened by the second and broke out in tears. Of the passed three days, not one went by with him not crying and entering depression.
Yang Chong’s father called him to check up on him. They talked and talked then Yang Chong started weeping.
“My good son, what’s wrong? Who crossed you? Talk to dad. Dad will make him wish for death!”
“It’s fine. I’m fine. Really, I’m perfectly fine.”
As Li Mo’s warning rang in his mind, would Yang Chong be willing to ever speak of it?
Li Mo didn’t see Yang Chong’s fear and agony, but he deduced it. Such a outrageous event would render any normal man in the exact same state Yang Chong was.
Ending the call with his father, Yang Chong made it his top priority to greet Li Mo every day, and that with a sincere smile on his face.
“Who knew this little Puppet Technique had such an effect. Saved me a lot of trouble.”
Towards Yang Chong’s behavior, Li Mo found it funny when he saw it.
The Puppet Technique was a common magical art belonging to the universe’s Soul-handling race. This magical art’s forte wasn’t its power, but to instill great horrors in the target’s heart. If the victim was fearless, or it’s mind stronger, the magical art would hardly take effect.
When the bell rang, Li Mo was holding a newspaper. One news got his full attention.
‘The nation’s famous appraising experts, Yu Boyan and Zhang Jingshen shall, on the 21st next month at 20:00, preside over Feng City’s annual Priceless Auction.’ It was said that the main treasures of the auction that night were an ancient cauldron from the Shang Dynasty, a coiling dragon jade disk from the Ming Dynasty, a Ming Dynasty treasure map, and a Millennium Cold Jade… All rare.
“Millennium Cold Jade. If it’s real, it will be worth going.”
Li Mo was in his thoughts when he sensed someone standing before him. He looked up to see a familiar face.
The haggard and irate face of Yang Honglei.
“Here’s what you wanted.”
Yang Honglei threw an item wrapped in red to Li Mo.
