Chapter 7: The Big One Is Coming-Abandoned by My Senior, I Moved Down the Mountain to Live with the Campus Belle(I am eating chocolate.)

“They’re Tiger’s men!”

Next to Zhou Xiaoyu, a handsome young man whispered. His name was Yang Chao, also the scion of a wealthy family.

“How did he manage to offend Brother Tiger?” Zhou Xiaoyu frowned slightly. Though she didn’t say it aloud, she was already full of complaints about Lin Yuan in her heart.

“Sorry, it’s my fault.” Lin Shanshan hadn’t expected this guy to attract Tiger’s men. A simple gathering, and not only had he nearly sent everyone packing with his miserable song, now even local thugs were here, ruining the mood for singing.

Hearing Lin Shanshan apologize, Zhou Xiaoyu couldn’t stay angry; after all, she knew a bit about Lin Yuan’s situation.

“Forget it. Yang Chao, can you do something about this?” Zhou Xiaoyu turned to her pursuer.

Yang Chao’s family owned a five-star hotel, and his father, Yang Guang, carried some weight in Haicheng.

“I’ll give it a try.” Yang Chao saw it as a chance to show off.

He stood up and addressed the tattooed man, “Brother Fei, could you let him off for my sake?”

“And who the hell are you?” The tattooed brute glanced at Yang Chao with disdain.

“Brother Fei, my father is Yang Guang,” Yang Chao declared, dropping his father’s name.

“I’ve heard of Yang Guang, but this kid is wanted by Brother Tiger. No can do!” Brother Fei’s tone was unyielding, leaving no room for negotiation.

“I’ll make him kneel before you.” Yang Chao nodded and bowed obsequiously, then turned to Lin Yuan, his smile vanishing as he coldly commanded, “Well, get over here and kneel to Brother Fei, apologize!”

“Yeah, get over there and kneel! Damn it!”

“Kneel down, don’t be ungrateful. Do you want to drag us all down with you?”

Apart from Lin Shanshan and Zhou Xiaoyu, the rest joined in, echoing Yang Chao’s demand. Their gathering had been ruined by Lin Yuan’s arrival, and now they all resented him.

“That’s enough!” Lin Shanshan, visibly annoyed, said to Brother Fei, “Go back and tell Tiger that Lin Yuan is my bodyguard. If he wants to touch him, he’ll have to go through me first.”

“Yes, ma’am. I’ll go report to Brother Tiger right away.” Brother Fei bent in a slight bow and retreated.

“Kid, you should be thanking Shanshan!” Yang Chao shot a look of disgust at Lin Yuan on stage.

Lin Yuan smiled faintly. “Look at you all, frightened by a bunch of street punks. Pathetic, like whipped dogs.”

“What did you say?!” Yang Chao and the others glared at him in fury.

“Did I say anything untrue?” Lin Yuan sat down, took a slice of watermelon, and munched on it unhurriedly.

“Do you even know who Brother Tiger is?” Yang Chao sneered, “If Shanshan hadn’t helped you, you’d be dead meat today!”

“Brother Tiger? Just another bunch of small-time gangsters.”

Lin Yuan was utterly unfazed.

“Hey, even if you’re a bodyguard, you shouldn’t be so arrogant. Brother Tiger is Shanshan’s boyfriend’s enforcer, a former mercenary, seriously tough!” Zhou Xiaoyu was clearly unimpressed by his bravado.

“Oh,” Lin Yuan cracked some sunflower seeds. “They’re here.”

“What do you mean, ‘they’re here’?” Zhou Xiaoyu asked, puzzled.

“Brother Tiger!”

Outside, respectful greetings rang out. Heavy footsteps thundered as a troop of burly men surged in.

“Ma’am, apologies, but Young Master’s orders must be obeyed. We have to teach this man a lesson today.” The burly man with a square face at the front addressed Lin Shanshan respectfully.

He was Brother Tiger, the right-hand man of Jianghai’s most prominent scion.

“Shanshan, working for your family isn’t easy,” Lin Yuan sneered.

“Are you scared?” Lin Shanshan’s opinion of him dropped further.

Scared already? What kind of bodyguard was he?

“Scared?” Lin Yuan shook his head. “I’ll have them all on their knees begging for mercy within a minute.”

“Such bravado!” Yang Chao mocked.

“Enough, stop bragging. Don’t worry, I’ll call my boyfriend right now.” Annoyed, Lin Shanshan pulled out her phone to call Jiang Shang.

“What’s wrong with you? I told you he’s my bodyguard. Why are you after him?”

“Baby, don’t be angry. I just wanted to scare him a little.” Jiang Shang, receiving her call, wasn’t surprised; it was all part of his plan.

“Just call off your men, you’re so annoying!” Lin Shanshan hung up angrily.

A moment later, her phone chimed with a message from “Brother Shang.” She glanced at it: “Baby, my bad. Come to my club for a movie tonight.”

Thinking it over, she replied, “Maybe later.”

No sooner had she sent the message than Brother Tiger received a call from Jiang Shang, instructing them to withdraw and leave Lin Yuan untouched for now.

“Kid, you got lucky today. If ma’am here weren’t protecting you, we’d have chopped you to pieces!” Brother Tiger’s vicious gaze was like a steel blade as he glared at Lin Yuan, then turned to leave.

“Hold on. Since you’re here, shouldn’t you leave something behind before you go?” Lin Yuan called after them.

“Don’t push your luck!” The man called Lynx beside him trembled with rage.

He’d been extorted for tens of thousands that morning, and his heart was still bleeding.

Suddenly, Lin Yuan pulled his hand from his pocket and flicked several silver needles with lightning speed.

A faint whistling sound sliced through the air.

The needles struck Brother Tiger, Lynx, and the others in the abdominal Shuidao points.

“You thought you could extort me? How clever you must have felt. Your poison is already neutralized by me—bet you didn’t see that coming.” Lynx flashed a smug grin.

“No one leaves without paying at least a hundred thousand today,” said Lin Yuan.

“He’s out of his mind!” In Yang Chao’s eyes, Lin Yuan was a fool.

“I forgot, you’re annoying too.” Lin Yuan’s wrist flicked, and another silver needle shot out, striking Yang Chao’s acupoint. He felt nothing, unaware that his pressure point had been pierced.

Suddenly, several thugs’ faces contorted in pain as their bodies stiffened, clearly struggling to hold something in.

“Let’s go, Miss Lin.” Lin Yuan knew the worst was coming and hurried Lin Shanshan out.

She nodded, eager to leave, and followed him out.

With a series of “splats,” the thugs began spewing congee from both ends, filling the private room with an unbearable stench.

“In three days, without the antidote, you’ll die of dehydration. If you want to live, prepare two hundred thousand in cash.” Lin Yuan’s unhurried voice drifted in as he exited.

“Damn you, kid, you’ve got balls!” Yang Chao’s expression twisted, as if constipated or desperate to urinate—he simply couldn’t control his bowels.

Congee gushed down his pant legs, pooling on the floor.

The others, sickened by the filth, began retching uncontrollably. The room was filled with the sounds of vomiting and diarrhea, a grotesque symphony.

“Good thing we got out early.” Zhou Xiaoyu stuck out her pink tongue in disgust.

“Country bumpkin, what did you do?” Lin Shanshan asked in astonishment.

She hadn’t expected this from him.

“Nothing much, just struck their acupoints, the Shuidao points along the stomach meridian, and added a touch of internal energy,” Lin Yuan answered casually.

Water’s course runs through the Shuidao point—control that, and you can divert water into the large intestine, causing uncontrollable purging.

Ordinary people couldn’t manage this; Lin Yuan had only mastered it after years of diligent cultivation, finally awakening to the presence of “Qi” and learning to direct its flow.

It was a secret art never passed down by Master Wuya. If Lin Jing had returned earlier, she might have learned it, too.

But she’d been too enamored with the mortal world and missed her chance, so Master Wuya taught the technique only to Lin Yuan.

He was already the last cultivator of this declining era.