127: Beautiful hair

“Alright then…”

Seeing Li Yanran refuse, Jiang Che, though regretful, didn't say much, smoothly changing the subject, a playful smile on his face.

“Now, it’s time for you to fulfill your promise, isn’t it?”

“You’re such an impatient pervert~”

Hearing Jiang Che’s words, Li Yanran’s cheeks flushed slightly, her ears burned, and she gave Jiang Che a charming, alluring glare.

Being an old married couple, Li Yanran naturally understood the implied meaning of Jiang Che’s words, almost instantly.

Since she had willingly invited this storm, she was naturally fearless.

Without saying much, Li Yanran extended her slender, fair hand and elegantly coiled her long, black hair that was draped over her shoulders…

…………

At dusk, the setting sun lingered.

After the sun had set and he had comforted Leng Qingqiu and Li Yanran, Jiang Che leisurely left Lanzi Group.

He drove his globally limited top-tier supercar back to Qingteng Mountain Villa.

Liu Mengxi was undergoing military training and wouldn't be back for a while. Shen Yuxuan had just returned once yesterday and was clearly a bit scared, so she didn't come home today either.

Upon entering the hall, only the cool and aloof Little Loli, Xiao Yi, was sitting upright on the sofa, engrossed in watching a TV series.

Jiang Che glanced at her, shaking his head inwardly, not understanding why Xiao Yi, this cold Little Loli, would have a soft spot for such melodramatic romance plots.

Watching this stuff was not as good as watching some Dragon King short dramas; at least those were genuinely satisfying!

Thinking of the Dragon King, Jiang Che raised an eyebrow and fell into deep thought.

Speaking of which, it had been almost a month since the system awakened.

Although he had dealt with a few protagonists during this time, he hadn't yet encountered a Dragon King type protagonist.

Dragon King protagonists are usually full of swagger, either border war gods with immense power or top overlords of the dark world with ten thousand dead soldiers.

The types of Dragon Kings also vary: there are ninja turtles who marry into a family for three years to repay a favor for a piece of steamed bun, or invincible war gods who return to build dog kennels for their wives and daughters…

“Master~”

While Jiang Che was frowning in thought, Xiao Yi had already walked up to him and called out in her clear, cool voice.

The purple-haired Little Loli was expressionless, her demeanor cold, her eyes calm, only occasionally revealing a hint of adoration when she looked at Jiang Che.

“How is life at school?”

“Are you getting used to it?”

Jiang Che gathered his thoughts, pulled Xiao Yi to sit down again, and they chatted about everyday matters.

Xiao Yi had an introverted personality and was a 'three-no' girl (no expression, no desire, no emotion). Jiang Che didn't expect much emotion to show on this Little Loli's face, having long since gotten used to it.

“Thank you for your concern, Master, everything is well.”

Xiao Yi nodded, and when mentioning her university life, her words were noticeably more numerous than before.

“That’s good then…”

“If you need anything, remember to tell me…”

“Okay, Master.”

…………………

Night, deep as ink.

After being carried onto a garbage truck by a group of firefighters in the afternoon, Lin Tian was taken by a group of police officers to a designated surveillance residence.

Considering that Lin Tian had been constantly suffering from diarrhea with no signs of stopping, Pei Yunxi absolutely dared not bring this disgusting individual back to the police station.

Otherwise, she would inevitably face criticism from her superiors.

At this moment, in the isolation room.

Lin Tian leaned against a hollowed-out wooden chair, his face pale, his hair disheveled, and an indescribable stench emanating from him.

Around the room, there were puddles everywhere, brown liquid spreading into every corner, the stench unbearable.

“Let me out!”

“I want to eat!”

Enduring the nauseating, scalp-tingling, overwhelming stench, Lin Tian, with disheveled hair, like a mad dog, began to shout incessantly.

At this moment, Lin Tian's mind was in turmoil, and he had completely begun to doubt his life.

After being taken to the isolation room by a group of police officers, his brain had reconnected, and he fully realized what he had done today.

In front of so many people, he had actually taken a super-sized dump directly on the basketball court!

Now, his lifelong reputation as the King of Assassins was completely ruined…

Without even thinking, Lin Tian knew that he must have become a sensation online, known to countless people.

After all, it was the age of internet information; any slightly strange or unusual incident would quickly cause a huge uproar online.

From now on, he would completely lose face, always being pointed at wherever he went…

Recalling everything that happened this afternoon, countless emotions surged within Lin Tian.

Confusion, indignation, daze, horror, disgust…

Even racking his brain, Lin Tian couldn't understand why he suddenly had diarrhea this afternoon, and why it had lasted for so long.

From the very beginning until now, without stopping, Lin Tian was completely exhausted, feeling as if his intestines had been pulled out…

After shouting for a while, Lin Tian's face suddenly changed drastically. He hunched his body, covered his lower abdomen with his hand, showing a pained expression, his veins bulging on his forehead, and cold sweat dripping.

“Puff, puff, puff!”

Accompanied by an earth-shattering, thunder-like sound echoing in the room, more and more brown liquid appeared under Lin Tian’s wooden chair, showing no signs of stopping.

Rainwater mixed with Lin Tian’s chaotic true qi poured down.

Under the immense recoil force, Lin Tian was sent flying upwards, instantly hitting the ceiling, continuously spraying brown liquid, like a waterfall flowing down three thousand feet.

Lin Tian only felt a dizzying sensation, his head throbbing, hunger mixed with exhaustion, and an unbearable stench, almost making him faint!

Lin Tian felt like he was going crazy!

Tears of humiliation streamed down his cheeks, accompanied by a bit of brown liquid, countless tears of speechlessness.

Wuwuwu…

Oh heavens, what heavenly law did I break for you to torment me like this!

While Lin Tian was raging in helpless fury and doubting his life, two fully armed police officers in hazmat suits, completely covered, pushed open the door, carrying two meal boxes.

Originally, upon hearing Lin Tian's shouts, they had kindly come to bring him food.

But upon seeing such an absurd and unbelievable scene, the two officers were stunned.

After regaining their composure, they immediately started cursing.

“Holy crap! You stink to high heaven!”

“Lin Tian, you ****”

It was no wonder they were furious; facing such an explosive scene and smelling a stench that even the hazmat suits couldn't block, anyone would be enraged.

After cursing a few times, the two officers casually threw the meal boxes at Lin Tian's feet, then turned and left without hesitation, locking the door behind them.

They were afraid they would die on the spot if they stayed for another second.