Chapter 78: The Veteran Driver's Demise

Both of them had already received the Heavenly Court’s mark, ensuring that in this life, they would never betray it. This was the explanation the system gave to Yang Wenhao.

Hearing this, Yang Wenhao felt much more at ease. He had always operated alone, and now, having taken in two followers—especially those with such unruly natures—he was still somewhat affected by it.

Stepping out of the dilapidated Daoist temple, Yang Wenhao saw Sun Wenjia and Li Xuan waiting outside. Yang Wenhao said, “I’m Xiaoying’s brother. Are you both alright?”

“We’re fine, thank you, Xiaoying’s brother,” Sun Wenjia and Li Xuan nodded, still appearing shaken and unsettled.

If Yang Wenhao hadn’t arrived in time, they might have been left with a trauma that would haunt them forever.

“Come on, I’ll take you home,” Yang Wenhao said.

“Xiaoying’s brother, those two people just now…” Sun Wenjia asked nervously.

Yang Wenhao paused, not responding immediately. Sun Wenjia felt her heart skip a beat under his gaze, as if she had asked something she shouldn’t have.

“They got away,” he replied simply.

Sun Wenjia and Li Xuan exchanged a glance, each understanding something unspoken.

The three of them made their way down the Mingliu Mountain road. Though it was on the outskirts, Yang Wenhao had, upon his arrival, asked a taxi driver to wait there.

Soon, the headlights of a car appeared in their sight.

Seeing the lights, Sun Wenjia and Li Xuan broke into smiles and hurried over.

Yang Wenhao did not pick up his pace, continuing to stroll leisurely.

Suddenly, two shrieks rang out ahead—it was Sun Wenjia and Li Xuan.

Frowning, Yang Wenhao walked over and asked, “What happened?”

“The driver… the driver is dead!” Sun Wenjia’s eyes widened in terror as she pointed to the driver’s seat.

Yang Wenhao was not afraid of corpses as Sun Wenjia and Li Xuan were; he had killed before—what was there to fear?

He walked to the car window, reached in, and tried to feel for breath beneath the driver’s nose, finding none. The heart had stopped as well.

There were no visible wounds on the body, only a thin trail of blood at the corner of the mouth.

Seeing the blood, Yang Wenhao hesitated. The driver had died only moments ago, while he was still up the mountain dealing with Zhang and Li.

“Xiaoying’s brother, how did he die?” Sun Wenjia and Li Xuan approached, trembling. If Yang Wenhao weren’t there, they would have run away instantly.

“I don’t know. It looks like his vital meridians were shattered,” Yang Wenhao frowned. Only a martial artist of the first rank or higher could do such a thing. To shatter the driver’s heart so quickly that he died without even realizing it—this must have been someone of the post-natal or pre-natal stage.

Above that, it was unlikely. Grandmasters wouldn’t bother with ordinary people, just as Yang Wenhao, now a cultivator, would not stoop to deal with them unless absolutely necessary.

Such was the arrogance of the strong.

“What should we do?” Sun Wenjia asked.

Yang Wenhao hesitated, then turned to them, “Do either of you know how to drive?”

Both Sun Wenjia and Li Xuan shook their heads.

“System, redeem proficiency in driving.”

“One hundred points consumed. Initial driving proficiency acquired.”

Even the basic proficiency allowed one to pilot a plane—who knew what the highest level could do? But that was out of reach for now; the later levels were much more expensive.

Besides, this wasn’t something that could be improved simply by practice; the fastest way was to spend points.

“Come on, I’ll drive. You two sit in the back. I’ll move the body to the passenger seat.”

Yang Wenhao would have liked to dispose of the corpse, but this was a society governed by law—if discovered, he’d end up in prison.

It was better to take it straight to the police.

With Yang Wenhao’s strength, moving the heavy body was effortless.

“Xiaoying’s brother, you’re so strong!” Sun Wenjia’s mood seemed to recover now that the danger had passed. She felt a sense of safety beside him.

“If you exercised more, you could be just as strong,” Yang Wenhao laughed.

Sun Wenjia pouted, “I don’t want to train. What if I end up with eight-pack abs?”

Yang Wenhao couldn’t help but chuckle and shake his head.

Some people long for abs and can’t get them, while she disdains them.

Turning the key, Yang Wenhao started the engine. He had never driven before, but as soon as he sat down, driving skills flooded his mind, feeling as natural as if they were his own memories.

Seeing Yang Wenhao’s skillful ignition and start, Sun Wenjia’s eyes lit up, “Xiaoying’s brother, you look so experienced behind the wheel!”

Yang Wenhao replied, “Just call me by my name—Yang Wenhao. I’m not much older than you.”

Sun Wenjia hesitated, “How about this? Can we call you Brother Hao?”

“Brother Hao?” Yang Wenhao didn’t quite understand.

“Let’s settle on that, then.” Sun Wenjia nodded, “By the way, Brother Hao, you still haven’t answered my question.”

“I’ve never driven before,” Yang Wenhao said.

“What?!” Sun Wenjia and Li Xuan were shocked. “Then why are you so skilled? You drive better than my dad!”

“Perhaps it’s just what people call talent,” Yang Wenhao replied.

Sun Wenjia and Li Xuan were speechless. “Brother Hao, you’re so boring.”

By now, the car had entered the city, the surroundings bright with lights.

But on the passenger seat was a corpse.

Though Sun Wenjia and Li Xuan were still frightened, with Yang Wenhao there and the conversation flowing, they gradually ignored the driver’s body.

“Stop! Stop!”

Up ahead, a group in green vests appeared. Seeing the two characters emblazoned on their vests, anyone could guess what was happening.

“Traffic enforcement!”

Yang Wenhao frowned. Of all times, the traffic police had to show up now.

“Brother Hao, you don’t have a license, right?” Sun Wenjia asked.

In an instant, they all realized a serious problem.

They were all students—where would they get a license?

Now, with traffic enforcement ahead, not to mention the license, the corpse was a bigger issue.

The three exchanged glances, their eyes full of helplessness...

(End of chapter)