47: Chapter 47: We can clap and celebrate with Teacher Su!
Yun Zhuo was stunned, and he stepped on her chest.
With a five-meter-tall body, even if Teacher Su's feet were dainty, they were like slabs of stone, crushing the two three-jin slimes out of shape.
"Speak."
Li Wanqing groaned, supporting herself against Yun Zhuo's sole, and said while enduring the pain, "Do you remember that incense burner at your home? If you reflect the patterns inside onto a cylindrical mirror, you will discover that they are actually words."
"What words?"
"I don't remember. I was in elementary school when I was helping you clean up and put a cup inside, and I discovered it by accident. I originally wanted to share this secret with you the first chance I got, but later, I don't know what happened, and I forgot."
"Then how did you know it was related to the spirit origin stone?"
"This..."
"You are lying to me."
"No, I swear."
"Swearing doesn't work."
After saying that, Yun Zhuo did not give her any more chance to chatter and stepped on her face.
With a bang, it was like stepping on and bursting a crisp watermelon.
As for the secret of the incense burner, wouldn't I know it by going home and checking?
The next moment, Yun Zhuo felt as if the wind had picked up.
Even though the red sand around him hadn't moved at all, a refreshing breeze seemed to sweep across his heart, feeling light and bringing an indescribable sense of relief.
The reluctance, grievances, the resentment from being betrayed, and the obsession that the original owner couldn't let go of even in death—which had been entangled in his heart—were like water-soaked cotton, wrapping around him heavily and making even breathing feel stifling.
Li Wanqing was dead; the person who had swindled the original owner's spirit origin stone and caused him to die in hatred had finally paid the price.
The original owner's obsession, at the moment that foot fell, completely dissipated with the wind, leaving no further connection between them.
From now on, he, Yun Zhuo, could truly take over the life of this body and no longer needed to carry the Karma for anyone else.
The path ahead only needed to be walked well for himself and for the people around him.
Of course, the most important thing was that he could finally celebrate with Teacher Su.
He no longer had to worry about someone peeking from the side.
"Teacher Su, aren't you going to say a few words?"
"What?"
"I just killed someone, and it was your former student."
"If it were before, I would definitely criticize you a bit. It's not worth it to sacrifice yourself for such a woman."
"Hehe, then what about now?"
"Now, I am yours, so what else can I do? Of course, if you kill, I will dig the hole. If you wield the knife to pry the lock, I will hold the lamp to light the gap. I will walk this path to the end with you, you rascal, and I won't look back even in death."
Yun Zhuo laughed, "Cut it out, I don't even know your depths yet."
"Hmph, you cut it out too. I don't know your lengths either, do I?"
"Heh, is that so? Then how about we explore that together tonight? Neither of us will lose out."
"I'm afraid there's no time tonight. You forgot, you still have to blackmail Chen Kun."
"Oh right, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten about this kid Chen Bo."
Teacher Su said softly, "Are you feeling better now?"
"If you could accompany me to explore the length and depth of life, I would feel even better."
"In your dreams, hurry up and get to business."
Yun Zhuo kicked Chen Bo, who was playing dead on the ground, "Hey, stop pretending, time to wake up."
This guy was really good at pretending; his own woman died right in front of him, and he could still keep a straight face.
Chen Bo opened his eyes, looked at the miserably dead Li Wanqing to the side, and sighed, "Although I am not a good person, I have never actually killed anyone until now."
"If this accident hadn't happened, I would have been the first person you killed, right?"
Chen Bo looked at Yun Zhuo, "I thought you wouldn't kill her. She actually had you in her heart. Once, when she was excited—perhaps even she didn't know it herself—she actually called out your name. It's a pity you were too poor; you couldn't satisfy her desires, so she chose me."
"That's because she was too stupid."
"No, she was very smart. She knew that no matter how hard you worked or how talented you were, you could never reach the height accumulated by my family over generations in this lifetime."
Damn it, this kid was really cunning. If I really followed his logic, I would be led into a ditch.
"You're overthinking it. I'm saying there's nothing wrong with her aspiring to the upper class; the mistake was her thinking that everyone living in the upper class is noble and perfect. For example, she didn't know you were a cuckold, otherwise, she would have taken the position long ago."
"Cuckold, what does that mean?"
"What does it mean?" Yun Zhuo laughed, "There is a term called 'stealing someone's wife,' how do you feel when you hear it? Is the first thing you think of your wife?"
Chen Bo's face flushed red, and he said angrily, "That's not true."
"Then why are you blushing?"
"I... I'm angry at your words."
"Angry? Fine, let's assume you are angry. There is an old saying: 'A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a stolen woman.' Have you heard of it? This is the psychological portrayal of a normal man, which you certainly cannot understand."
Chen Bo thought about it for a moment and said crossly, "Not everyone is as unfaithful as you; I am very devoted. Even when I heard her call your name that night, I chose to forgive her. Because I love her."
"Oh, so if you discovered that she was loving and affectionate with you during the day, but moaning with someone else at night, you would also choose to forgive her?"
"Of course."
"Then what if she filmed a video and brought it back for you to see? Would you still love her like crazy and insist on marrying no one else but her for the rest of your life?"
"Of course."
"Of course my ass, and you still say you aren't a cuckold."
"I..." Chen Bo's face suddenly turned bright red.
"When you heard that she even filmed a video with that man and brought it back for you to see, were you very excited? Thinking that next time, hiding in the closet to watch would be even more thrilling?"
He swore he had never really thought that way before, but today, with Yun Zhuo saying it like that, he couldn't help but think about it.
As he thought about it, he became more and more afraid. This was actually his true inner thought; he really liked this style.
But before today, he didn't even know it himself. How did Yun Zhuo know?
"What exactly do you want?"
Chen Bo suddenly lunged up from the ground, but was slapped back down by Yun Zhuo.
"What? Want to rebel?"
"If you want to kill me, just do it quickly; don't think about humiliating me. I am not someone you can humiliate."
He couldn't win in a fight, and he couldn't win in an argument. Chen Bo had never felt as humiliated as he did today in his entire life.
"Hurry up and call your dad, tell him to bring money to ransom you."
"Ransom money?" Chen Bo sneered, "If he dares to give it, do you dare to take it?"
"Wouldn't we know if we tried, cuckold."
"You..."
Chen Bo didn't want to bring more humiliation upon himself, so he obediently dialed Chen Kun's number.
"Is everything done?"
In the video, Chen Kun was wearing casual clothes, a sun hat, and holding a golf club, with an elegant and quiet meadow in the background.
"Dad!"
Chen Bo's voice deepened, and Chen Kun on the other side finally began to carefully examine the situation here.
Seeing his son's face, which was red to the point of purple, his expression suddenly changed.
But he didn't get angry immediately; instead, he first looked outside the camera, then said in a deep voice, "What happened? Speak!"
Yun Zhuo couldn't be bothered to watch their father-son affection scene, so he grabbed Chen Bo's wrist and turned the camera towards himself.
"Your son is in my hands now."
"You are Yun Zhuo? What did you do to my son?"
"Quiet, now you listen to me. I'm a bit short on cash, so I want to ask President Chen for some money to spend."
"How much?"
"Five billion."
"Five billion? Where would I have that much money on me?"
"I heard that you spent five billion in seven days finding a teacher to teach your son the Harmony Birth Fortune Technique. Why is it gone when it comes to me? Are you looking down on me?"
After saying that, Yun Zhuo backhanded Chen Bo across the face, "I originally wanted to end things peacefully with you, but your dad looks down on me, so I have to use you to stir things up and let your dad know that I'm not someone to be trifled with."