24: Chapter 24 The Truth is the Quickest Knife!
Down on the street, the crowd outside the police cordon had not dispersed.
Citizens held up their phones, their cameras tracking that black afterimage.
They had witnessed with their own eyes that member of The Watchers, who had decimated a C-rank Strange Tales, sprint along the exterior wall of the department store before landing lightly on the window ledge of the third-floor Library.
Bursts of exclamations erupted from the crowd.
No one understood why Dark Blade was going there.
The investigators beside the anti-riot vehicle also looked up, raising their high-energy suppression guns, ready for battle.
The third floor of the Library.
Chu Youwei took two steps back.
Her elbow knocked over the thermos on the table, spilling warm water that began to trickle down the desk.
Outside the glass window, a dense mass of shadow clung tightly to the transparent pane.
Within the shadow, a pair of eyes glowing with a faint, eerie light stared fixedly at the two people inside.
It was a member of The Watchers, whom the authorities of Linhai City feared immensely.
A top-tier Psionic User who had just torn a Strange Tales apart with her bare hands.
Chu Youwei's breath hitched; her psionic energy became completely sluggish, and her legs went weak against her will.
She turned to look at Su Yun.
Su Yun sat in his chair, not even knitting his brows.
He pulled out a few tissues and unhurriedly wiped away the water stains on the table.
Outside the window, Su Qing gripped the window frame with one hand and exerted sudden force.
"Clatter."
The locked sliding window was forcibly yanked open.
The early summer breeze, mixed with a lingering scent of blood, poured into the quiet reading room.
Su Qing crouched on the windowsill, shadow energy swirling around her body, giving her silhouette an extremely oppressive presence.
She prepared to release a wave of high-tier Awakened pressure to make this detestable older brother kneel and beg for mercy.
Before she could release the pressure, Su Yun put down the tissue and lifted his eyelids to glance at her.
"Isn't this that little darkie who was yapping outside people's windows last night?"
His tone was flat.
It carried a hint of perfectly timed confusion and three parts of obvious disdain.
Chu Youwei stiffly turned her neck to look at Su Yun.
Her mind was roaring.
Little darkie?
She simply couldn't believe her ears.
Last night you opened the window at home and cursed at Night Owl and Dark Blade, and today the real deal has tracked you down through the internet.
Facing such a terrifying existence who kills without blinking, instead of kneeling and apologizing, you actually gave her such an insulting nickname to her face?
Just how many lives do you have to throw away!
On the rooftop of the department store across the street.
Arbiter Lei Zhen's large palms gripped the concrete railing.
"Crack."
Five deep finger marks were crushed into the railing, and gravel tumbled down with a rustling sound.
Arbiter Qin Feng held up high-magnification tactical binoculars, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.
"Oh my Saint..." Arbiter Qin Feng's voice trembled. "As expected of the Bloodline of the former Saintess, is he really this bold?"
He lowered the binoculars and turned to look at Arbiter Lei Zhen.
"Brother Lei, do you think Your Highness has been overstimulated and his brain short-circuited?"
Arbiter Qin Feng's tone was filled with worry and admiration for his master.
"A weakling provoking the strong—even if Dark Blade is part of The Watchers organization and restrained by rules from killing in public, this will definitely enrage her! Has Your Highness lost his mind?"
Arbiter Lei Zhen took a deep breath, his livid complexion revealing a trace of strange admiration.
"But having said that," Arbiter Lei Zhen said in a muffled voice, "the nickname the Saint gave Dark Blade is actually quite fitting. That pitch-black shadow, both short and dumpy—calling her a little darkie couldn't be more appropriate."
Arbiter Qin Feng nodded repeatedly, then immediately pressed his earpiece.
"All units attention! Dark Blade has entered within ten meters of the target! The Saint has initiated a counter-taunt and enraged the target! How long until headquarters support arrives! Your Highness is about to be shattered!"
The Library windowsill.
Su Qing's face, hidden beneath her mask, flushed red instantly.
The frequency of her shadow fluctuations suffered a one-second disturbance.
Little darkie!
This bastard brother, yesterday he called her short, and today he actually gave her such an ugly nickname in front of an outsider!
She had originally only intended to scare him and make him lose face.
Now she had changed her mind; today, she was going to make him lie in the hospital for at least a week!
Su Qing gritted her teeth and stood up straight.
She ignored the trembling Chu Youwei beside her and locked her gaze onto Su Yun.
"Yo."
Su Qing altered her voice, emitting a low, mocking, gender-neutral tone.
"I didn't expect a vicious male supporting character full of bad intentions like you to actually be able to trick a girlfriend."
She extended a finger wrapped in shadow, pointed at Chu Youwei, and let out a cold laugh.
"It looks like I need to take this young lady to get her eyes checked. I'm familiar with the director of ophthalmology at Linhai City Third People's Hospital. Do you need me to book a specialist appointment for you?"
Every word was piercing.
Maximum damage.
Chu Youwei was stunned.
Her originally pale cheeks instantly flushed bright red, all the way to her ears.
Vicious male supporting character?
Girlfriend?
Go get her eyes checked?!
As a young lady from a side branch of a hidden wealthy Family and the recognized school beauty of No. 2 High School, not only was she forcibly dragged here to be a human shield for a motel, but now she was being mocked by a high-tier assassin for being blind enough to fancy Su Yun?
What shocked her even more was the level of venom in Dark Blade's mouth.
This tone, this way of pausing, this sarcastic logic for insulting people.
Chu Youwei snuck a glance at Su Yun.
Too similar!
This legendary, cold-blooded member of The Watchers had a way of insulting people that was on par with Su Yun.
If someone said they were biological siblings, Chu Youwei would absolutely raise both hands in agreement.
However.
In this kind of situation, she, a newbie who couldn't even beat a C-rank Strange Tales, couldn't get a word in.
She could only stand there, blushing, acting as a background prop.
Su Yun sat in his chair.
He felt the intense resentment and direct attacks from his own sister.
He knew this brat was just here to settle a personal grudge.
Relying on her official identity as a mask, she was unscrupulously unloading on her own brother.
Su Yun did not refute her.
He didn't even respond to the taunt.
He simply turned around to face Su Qing, who was standing on the windowsill.
He slowly raised his right hand.
He flattened his palm, facing downward.
He held his outstretched hand at the height of his own nose.
Then, his gaze slid downward along his fingertips.
Finally, it landed on Su Qing, who was a head shorter than him and wearing thick-soled combat boots.
Su Yun's mouth twitched slightly, and he let out an extremely short nasal sound.
"Heh."
There were no verbal curses.
Only this one simple gesture.
But the damage was more lethal than a thousand words.
Su Qing's breath stopped abruptly.
Her body beneath the shadow armor trembled violently from extreme rage.
Short.
The truth is the sharpest blade.
To make herself look more imposing, she had added a full eight centimeters to the soles when she had these combat boots custom-made.
Even so, standing straight, she only barely reached Su Yun's chin.
Now, this stinky older brother had used the most direct, most simple body language to launch a brutal attack on her height!
"You... are... courting... death!"
Su Qing completely lost her composure.
"I'm going to chop you into eight pieces today!"
Her figure flashed, turning into a sharp black radiance, heading straight for Su Yun's neck.