The large residential complex, which had been previously cordoned off by the supernaturals, suddenly became lively when the ambulance arrived.
After a moment of silence, the people behind Qiu Zihang and Murong Qiyue suddenly exclaimed in amazement, “She actually lifted Number One with her bare hands?”
Number One was Cloud City’s most wanted criminal, and no one had dared to transport him to an international prison until now.
If it weren’t for the massive threat Number One posed, Qiu Zihang wouldn’t have gotten involved with the Dragon Group.
“Shaohua, this guy—” Seeing Ye Shaohua jump nimbly onto the ambulance, Wei Zhengxuan snapped out of his daze and pointed at the unconscious Number One at his feet.
“Consider him your merit.” Ye Shaohua didn’t even look back.
Meanwhile, Murong Qiyue and Qiu Zihang were almost dumbfounded. It took them a while to come to their senses.
How was it possible? How could she just reach out and grab Number One by the neck? Murong Qiyue couldn’t understand it. Even in the cultivation world, only the most powerful artifacts could withstand a psychic attack!
How could anyone in this ordinary world possibly ignore psychic attacks?!
Murong Qiyue’s thoughts were in complete turmoil.
Since being reborn into this world, this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.
She reached out to check on Number One’s condition, but Wei Zhengxuan stopped her warily. “Miss Murong, this first-class merit doesn’t seem to have anything to do with you, does it?”
At this point, even Qiu Zihang, who usually held considerable sway, had nothing to say.
Murong Qiyue simply refused to believe that Ye Shaohua could ignore psychic attacks. She pursed her lips and said to Qiu Zihang, “This Number One probably exhausted his psychic energy dealing with us earlier. That’s why she could catch him so easily. She just got lucky.”
Although Qiu Zihang felt something was off, he had never heard of anyone being able to ignore psychic power either.
He could only accept Murong Qiyue’s explanation.
By then, Yi Mao and Yi Kuai and the others had arrived. They had braced themselves for a bloody battle, only to find Number One lying quietly beside Wei Zhengxuan.
After hearing Wei Zhengxuan’s account, Yi Mao and Yi Kuai exchanged strange glances. “So, we just get the credit like that?”
Wei Zhengxuan put his glasses back on and hummed in acknowledgment.
He cast a cool glance at Murong Qiyue but didn’t say anything more.
“Don’t worry, I’ve finally found a type of mysterious iron,” Murong Qiyue said, a smile forming on her face as she thought about it. “In a few more days, I’ll be able to craft an artifact that can block sixty percent of Number One’s psychic attacks. Then we won’t have to fear these insidious psychic attackers anymore.”
Hearing about such an artifact, Qiu Zihang, Yi Mao, and the others’ eyes lit up.
They looked at Murong Qiyue with fervent admiration.
She always had access to such extraordinary things.
Seeing the adoration on their faces, Murong Qiyue’s confidence gradually returned.
She lowered her eyes slightly and silently mouthed a few words: “Ye Shaohua…”
**
Xu Tianjiao had only suffered some minor psychic damage. The hospital couldn’t find anything wrong, so the doctors just put her on an IV drip of nutrients. She only regained consciousness on the fourth day.
The other four took two more days to wake up than Xu Tianjiao did.
“You were attacked by some thugs in the residential complex,” Ye Shaohua told her. “Lucky I ran into you. Here, take this. Take one pill every day.”
She casually handed Xu Tianjiao a glass bottle containing black pills.
“Is that so?” Xu Tianjiao frowned, feeling a terrible headache, but she really couldn’t remember anything else.
She had no choice but to take Ye Shaohua’s word for it, though she was a bit skeptical. Holding up the glass bottle, she asked, “What is this?”
Ye Shaohua replied, “Leg-Stretching, Eye-Bulging Pills.”
Xu Tianjiao was speechless.
After she had rested enough, she was discharged from the hospital with Ye Shaohua.
“Miss Ye.” As soon as they stepped outside, Ye Shaohua saw a figure waiting by the hospital gate, as if he had anticipated her appearance.
Ye Shaohua glanced at Xu Tianjiao without changing her expression. “Tianjiao, why don’t you go ahead to the nearby market and get some groceries? I’ll catch up with you in a bit.”
Xu Tianjiao stared blankly at this man who clearly possessed an extraordinary aura. She didn’t dare meet his eyes. “Alright, I’ll go ahead then. Call me if anything comes up.”
She waved her phone at Ye Shaohua.
Ye Shaohua smiled and nodded back at her.
“Alright, what’s this about?” Ye Shaohua gestured with her chin toward the street.
Yun Mu withdrew his gaze from her and smiled. Slowly and deliberately, he asked, “Miss Ye, any interest in joining the Dragon Group?”
“No—” Ye Shaohua was about to say she wasn’t interested, but then something crossed her mind. She squinted at Yun Mu. “You’re the head of the Dragon Group?”
Yun Mu wasn’t surprised at all and nodded slightly.
“Your Dragon Group…” Ye Shaohua thought of Murong Qiyue and her group and frowned slightly.
Yun Mu’s expression turned serious. “In the past three years, the number of ordinary people who have died because of supernaturals has reached 1,589. I’m in the process of cleaning house within the Dragon Group.”
Ye Shaohua looked at him, simultaneously considering the mission in this world.
“Alright, take me to the Dragon Group.” Her agreement was crisp and decisive.
Yun Mu hadn’t even finished what he was going to say.
He looked at Ye Shaohua with some surprise, then drove her back.
The Dragon Group’s base was located in an old compound, with a sign hanging above it. Ye Shaohua glanced at it—”Yuncheng Neighborhood Committee Office.”
She was speechless.
“You’ll be in Team A,” Yun Mu explained as he pushed open the door and walked her in, gradually filling her in. “Joining Team A requires a test, but that shouldn’t be a problem for you.”
Team A was in the building on the left side of the compound. As Ye Shaohua entered, she overheard someone from Team A saying guiltily, “Five Bucks, it’s all my fault!”
“If I hadn’t offended Miss Murong before, she wouldn’t have refused to save you!” The speaker seemed to have made a resolute decision. “I’ll go beg her. I’ll use my own power if it means healing you!”
Ye Shaohua and Yun Mu walked in.
The room full of Team A members fell silent.
Some of them didn’t recognize Ye Shaohua, but individuals like Yi Fen and Yi Mao did.
Ye Shaohua tilted her head slightly, looking at the person lying on the bed. “Miss Murong?”
Yi Fen’s eyes were a bit red. However, upon realizing it was Ye Shaohua who had asked the question and probably recalling something, he quickly replied, “Miss Murong is a first-level member of Team B. Her own power isn’t exceptionally strong, but she’s practically a jack-of-all-trades. Many of the artifacts she crafts can carry our abilities. The most amazing thing is her ability to concoct various kinds of pills, including ones that can heal supernaturals…”
