Chapter Forty-Nine: Get Out

Chen Bo, driven by a mischievous curiosity, walked closer. Encountering such a rare scene made him forget momentarily that this was a world steeped in martial power—curiosity could indeed be fatal.

When the woman saw it was merely a boy not yet sixteen, she breathed a quiet sigh of relief, immediately shifting her demeanor. "Where did this ill-mannered brat come from? If you want to meddle in my affairs, perhaps you should wait until you've grown a few more hairs!"

Chen Bo was momentarily stunned. He had only been passing by and made a casual remark—what was with this woman? Was she loaded with gunpowder? To call him ill-mannered was not only an insult to him, but also a sideways slight to his parents in this life and the last!

His expression darkened at once. He had no fondness for those who so casually insulted others' families; in fact, he found it deeply offensive.

"She just cursed out a top streamer! This woman called a streamer ill-mannered—isn’t that an affront to the education and refinement of our whole nation?"

"After watching a top streamer get insulted, I can’t stand people like her. She may be well-preserved, and I might have once considered adding her to my list of dream lovers, but now… forget it!"

"I heard the whole exchange between the two women earlier. Damn, you can tell just from her tone that she’s not a good person."

"As a woman, I find her absolutely unbearable; I even have the urge to throw acid in her face."

"That's brutal, but I think you're just jealous. Still, she is well-maintained. I wonder what lies beneath the surface."

"You’re all too crude. I’m only twelve, and you’re corrupting me! Remember, I was once pure… sob sob."

"Hey, did any of you notice the girl next to her? She looks kind of familiar!"

"Now that you mention it, I feel the same. I must have seen her somewhere before—maybe in a dream?"

Reading the comments in the live stream, Chen Bo was momentarily distracted. He directed his gaze toward the girl opposite him—there was indeed something familiar about her. But it was too dark to see her features clearly. Still, her figure seemed quite attractive.

Chen Bo activated the system's invisible camera, switching on the night vision function. Instantly, the stream’s image became as clear as day.

Now able to see the girl's face, Chen Bo nearly dropped the vegetable basket in his hand. He blurted out in shock, "Damn! Yu Xiner?!"

The woman was dumbfounded. Yu Xiner was dumbfounded as well. The woman had no idea why Chen Bo knew Yu Xiner, but Yu Xiner recognized Chen Bo instantly.

There was no mistaking it—his appearance and voice had left too deep an impression on her. Even if he were reduced to ashes, she would recognize him!

"It's you! Chen Bo!" Yu Xiner couldn't help but exclaim softly.

"Ah, haha, well, this Tianyang Academy really is a small world! Looks like we're meeting again," Chen Bo said awkwardly.

"So you’re Chen Bo? That wild rascal!" the woman’s voice suddenly rang out.

Wild rascal? What kind of nickname is that? Chen Bo’s mind raced, piecing together their earlier conversation, and he more or less understood.

The woman must have heard the rumors outside and believed that Chen Bo had seduced Yu Xiner. What utter nonsense!

But the woman had insulted him twice already. If he didn’t retort, could he still call himself a man? So Chen Bo shot back, "Who are you? What did you just call me? If you have the guts, say it again!"

His tone was sharp, but the woman, clearly no stranger to confrontation, scoffed, "I said you’re a wild rascal! Seducing my Yu family’s daughter—if you’re not a wild rascal, what are you?"

"Oh, you’re quite obedient, aren’t you? I told you to repeat it and you did. Good girl!" Chen Bo said, his tone as if teasing a puppy.

"You! You! Fine, you wild rascal! Today, if I, Mistress Qiu, don’t teach you a lesson for your lack of manners, I’ll cut off my own head and use it as a ball!" The woman flailed, attempting to lunge at him.

Chen Bo could see it clearly now—her stance was unstable; she was obviously not a cultivator, nor had she practiced even the most basic family fighting techniques. She was an ordinary person, so ordinary she couldn’t even stand up to any other ordinary person. He wondered why Yu Xiner was so afraid of her.

As the woman lunged at him, Chen Bo simply sidestepped and extended his foot just a little. The woman tripped over his foot, cried out in alarm, and fell flat on her face—a proper face-plant.

Chen Bo felt a bit innocent—he hadn’t even meant to trip her; it was simply a reflex. Really, Chen Bo never lied, nor spoke against his conscience.

The thud was loud. That fall would surely leave a mark—her face was probably ruined.

The woman howled in pain as she struggled to her feet, snot, tears, and even a nosebleed streaming down her bloodied face. She looked like a ghoul escaped from hell, nearly frightening Chen Bo out of his wits.

"Damn, that nearly scared me to death—I almost choked on my drink."

"Karma! That’s what this is! Even if the streamer didn’t lay a finger on her, just watching is satisfying enough!"

"The streamer is too handsome—I declare he’s my idol!"

"Back off—he’s mine! I can cook, I can clean, I can keep the bed warm, and I’m ready for anything."

"Tch, you’re nothing. I’m quick to the point—I can satisfy the streamer even if he’s a two-second man. He’s mine!"

"Girls get crazy, I swear. But hey, are you serious? I last at least three minutes—how about I be your boyfriend?"

"Watch out, you’ll never find a wife if you keep talking like that."

The woman staggered to her feet, enraged and desperate to tear Chen Bo apart. But Chen Bo was no pushover—he stomped the ground, shattering the flagstones beneath him, and said coldly, "What? Still want to fight? I may never have hit a woman, but that doesn’t mean I won’t!"

"You dare hit me? Do you know who I am? I am now the wife of the head of the Yu family in Tianyang!" the woman shouted, fear in her eyes as she backed away.

"The wife of the Yu family head? Then you’re Yu Xiner’s mother?" Chen Bo frowned.

But she looked nothing like Yu Xiner. And if she were her birth mother, why would she treat her daughter this way? Unless… she was a stepmother? Damn, that was a lot to take in—Chen Bo needed a moment to process it all.

"So what if you’re the wife of the Yu family head? I dared to cross the City Lord’s eldest son—do you think I’d be afraid of you?" Chen Bo replied, his tone mocking.

"You… you…" The woman was at a loss for words. Facing someone unafraid of her backing, she truly didn’t know what to do and deeply regretted not bringing any guards today—she wouldn’t be in this predicament otherwise.

"Get lost! The farther you go, the better!" Chen Bo roared, feigning a move as if to strike. The woman, terrified, scrambled backward before turning and fleeing outright.

Ha! One chapter finished in half an hour. Not to delay, I really gave it my all—my fingers are aching. There should be another chapter next. No need for a break today; as long as there’s no thunderstorm later, I can continue with two more chapters.