Ouyang Yuyuan arrived at City Hospital when Mu Jiajun sat alone outside the operating room, his eyes clear, looking like he hadn’t drunk much. However, he appeared disheveled overall, with spots of blood on his clothes.
“Were you injured?” Ouyang Yuyuan asked.
“No.” Mu Jiajun looked down at the blood on his clothes and irritably ruffled his hair.
If it wasn’t his, then it had to be Li Yunkai’s. Ouyang Yuyuan understood and continued, “What happened? Did you get into a fight with someone at the bar?”
“No…”
Mu Jiajun didn’t want to say much at first, but Ouyang Yuyuan pressed him. “Then what? Yun Kai wouldn’t get beaten for no reason. What exactly did you do—”
He stopped midway as Mu Jiajun looked evasive, his eyes dodging, and he still hadn’t notified Li Yunkai’s family… Ouyang Yuyuan suddenly had a realization. “It wasn’t because of you, was it!”
He vaguely remembered the extra actor saying something about “getting implicated.” Could that prediction have come true too?
Mu Jiajun stayed silent, clearly admitting it.
Ouyang Yuyuan: “…”
After a while, Mu Jiajun seemed to feel he couldn’t hide it anymore and spilled everything in a fit of self-abandonment. “When I met him, he never said he was kept by someone! Later, his Gold Sponsor said she wanted to teach me a lesson, so I called you guys out to ask how to find someone to mediate…”
Ouyang Yuyuan realized at once that the Gold Sponsor was from their circle, and Mu Jiajun had brought this trouble on himself by not controlling his lower half.
“You know what a mess this is! Those guys were originally after me, but Yun Kai came up to break it up and ended up taking that hit for me by accident.”
Ouyang Yuyuan continued: “…”
He thought about how Mu Jiajun had first invited him out that day and felt a surge of anger. “You knew you’d stirred up trouble and still dared to call us out for drinks?”
What kind of person was this? After causing trouble, shouldn’t he keep a low profile?
Ouyang Yuyuan understood Mu Jiajun not wanting his family involved in his romantic debt, but with those people threatening to teach him a lesson, he still went out running around. Was he afraid they wouldn’t find him?
“I-I was just bored staying home!” Mu Jiajun ruffled his hair again, clearly feeling guilty about his friend getting hurt.
“Not bored now, huh?” Ouyang Yuyuan rolled his eyes at him, thought for a moment, then sighed and said, “It’s my fault too. I had my fortune read today, and that guy said I couldn’t go out for three days, or I’d get implicated and face a Blood Light Disaster… I never imagined the culprit was you!”
Mu Jiajun sucked in a cold breath. “What? You know a master this powerful? Why didn’t you say so earlier!”
Unlike Ouyang Yuyuan, who had gone abroad with his parents in middle school, Mu Jiajun had long heard rumors of metaphysical masters, but those masters weren’t available to ordinary people, and he’d never had the chance to meet one. Now, hearing Ouyang Yuyuan’s tone, that master seemed to have real skills, no wonder he was so excited.
Ouyang Yuyuan looked away and muttered guiltily, “That guy is so young, how was I supposed to know if he was bluffing me!”
Besides, he thought he’d be fine if he was careful. Who knew there would be a follow-up?
Mu Jiajun didn’t catch it clearly and didn’t press, only looking at Ouyang Yuyuan cautiously. “Is the threshold high to ask that master for help? How about you introduce me? We can go find him again?”
He still remembered his own troubles weren’t resolved yet.
The threshold for fortune-telling? Not high at all… Thinking back now, two thousand bucks for his safety was dirt cheap!
Ouyang Yuyuan also wanted to go thank him, so he didn’t reject Mu Jiajun’s suggestion and just said, “You should think about how to call and explain to Li Yunkai’s family first.”
Mu Jiajun: “…”
The next day was a weekend, and Chu Yi boarded the bus to the neighboring county early in the morning.
His original body’s hometown was in Lujiang County Chu Zhuang, not far from Film City. After getting off the bus and transferring to a local one, it was only half a day’s journey.
The rural Bus Station was at the village entrance. Chu Yi hadn’t walked far after getting off when he encountered a few naughty bear children throwing mud at him, calling him “Oil Bottle” and “Little Bastard.”
Chu Yi was agile and dodged to the side right away. But before those kids ran off, he recognized the leader—the tallest, sturdiest gap-toothed one—as the youngest son of his original body’s hall paternal uncle’s family. By seniority, he even had to call him uncle.
He didn’t know who taught them, but they were bullying him, a distant young uncle.
Chu Yi had no fondness for bear children and wouldn’t chase them to beat or scold. If his family couldn’t teach him properly, society would eventually do it later.
The Chu Family house wasn’t far from the village entrance. Chu Yi walked a few hundred meters and arrived. Entering the courtyard, he saw the Chu Family bustling lively, with a huge table of dishes set out even before mealtime.
It turned out Chu Dazhi, who was in his junior year of university, had come back for the weekend with his girlfriend, and Eldest Uncle Chu’s family was warmly hosting them.
