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"Ghost!"
At this moment, Ma Teng was on the verge of a breakdown. A series of blows had left him unable to react; he should have fled in panic immediately, but now he found his legs starting to weaken.
It turned out that no matter how impressive your background is, if you've done too many guilty things, you're still afraid when ghosts come knocking, especially for someone like Ma Teng, whose mental fortitude was not very strong. Seeing Wei Yuan standing alive right in front of him, Ma Teng's only thought was to escape quickly.
"Now you understand what account we are settling, right?"
Ma Teng looked at everyone present and noticed they could all interact with Wei Yuan. He was even more puzzled; he knew his car was going over a hundred when he crashed into Wei Yuan. How could Wei Yuan still be standing there completely unharmed?
"Impossible! Even if you didn't die, you should at least be disabled. How could you be completely fine!"
Ma Teng muttered to himself, and upon hearing this, Wei Yuan angrily retorted, "Dog Day's! You could die a hundred times, but I’m still alive!"
Hearing this made Ma Teng feel somewhat relieved. He stepped forward and touched Wei Yuan's chin, saying, "As long as you're not dead, that's good."
Wei Yuan swatted his hand away. Now, Liu Haisheng and the others had come to understand Wei Yuan's actions regarding the car. In fact, anyone would find it unbearable; if it weren't for Liu Haisheng's presence making Wei Yuan somewhat restrained, he wouldn't just be smashing Ma Teng's BMW but would have been breaking his bones!
Seeing that Wei Yuan still looked furious, Ma Teng trembled in fear and dared not mention the car incident again. After all, he had nearly taken someone's life. Liu Haisheng shared this sentiment as well; while calming Wei Yuan down, he addressed the bodyguard: "Forget about the car for now. You guys take a taxi back and get lost!"
Upon hearing his uncle's words, Ma Teng felt as if a great burden had been lifted and wanted nothing more than to leave quickly. Who knew what this crazy Wei Yuan might do next?
Originally, it seemed as easy as squashing an ant for Ma Teng to deal with a poor student like Wei Yuan. However, given the current situation—with his uncle backing Wei Yuan and considering Wei Yuan's strong abilities along with Yang Ying’s imposing presence—it was clear this was not a safe place for him.
After Ma Teng left, Wei Yuan seemed to change completely; the fierce and violent expression vanished entirely. He walked over to Liu Haisheng and said, "Uncle Liu, thank you! It's all thanks to your righteousness!"
Wei Yuan had long been aware of the situation. Although he didn't know exactly what kind of person Ma Teng was, he could tell from some details that Ma Teng came from a distinguished background. At this moment, taking advantage of the recent car accident and Yang Ying's display of strength, along with Liu Haisheng's maneuvering against Ma Teng and his own protection from Liu Haisheng, Wei Yuan was able to leverage these conditions to achieve a perfect advantage.
Leveraging means using external forces to strike against an opponent when one's own strength is weaker. The master of this tactic was undoubtedly Cao Mengde, who used threats to control the lords.
Wei Yuan's move immediately left Ma Teng unable to retaliate after being struck. At this point, smashing Ma Teng's car and giving him another beating had already pushed him to the edge of his tolerance; going any further would be counterproductive.
"Why aren't you calling me 'old buddy' anymore? Do you know you're playing with fire?" Liu Haisheng reminded him.
Wei Yuan had considered this as well, but having finally found the owner of the BMW, he couldn't hold back his anger. Moreover, with Liu Lei beside him signaling guidance, he managed to keep the situation under control, ensuring that Ma Teng couldn't do anything to him.
"Damn, is it over so soon?"
"This is so boring! I thought there would be a big brawl, but it ended just like that? Ridiculous!"
Seeing that there was no excitement left to watch, the residents on the upper floors began to disperse. At this moment, they noticed Wei Yuan suddenly turn around with a changed expression, which surprised the three girls.
That night, there were no stars in the sky. Under the city's murky air, looking up made the sky appear gray and dim, especially amidst the city lights, which gave off a somewhat despairing hue.
At this time, Wei Yuan walked over to look at Han Ling. In the faint light, her burn scar was not very noticeable unless one looked closely. After crying moments ago, Han Ling's eyes were filled with sorrow, yet they sparkled like winter stars, compelling Wei Yuan to truly regard this woman.
Indeed, she was a mature woman, likely between twenty-five and twenty-seven years old. Wei Yuan had only spoken with her a few times and could only gather some detailed information from her half-sister Yuan Ziyi. However, at this moment, Wei Yuan was captivated by her bright eyes.
Among the few girls he knew well, each had different feelings conveyed through their gazes.
Xie Yufei's eyes radiated a kind of cuteness, lively and endearing. Lan Xue's gaze was clear and ethereal, bringing a sense of tranquility that cleared the mind of distractions. Yang Ying was captivating to the core, enchanting and mesmerizing. Yuan Ziyi exuded wisdom, with a sharpness that could see through anyone at a glance.
However, Han Ling before them was the most special. Her eyes sparkled like stars, but behind that brightness lay a hint of disappointment in reality, a gray melancholy that evoked pity.
Yet, facing Wei Yuan, who had twice helped her when she felt like a monster, Han Ling was somewhat excited as she said, "Thank you for helping me once again!"
In truth, Wei Yuan was not someone who would actively approach girls. If it weren't for Yuan Ziyi reaching out to him, he would have had no interaction with Han Ling at all. Thus, Han Ling would still be holed up in her house, and none of this would have happened.
Of course, Wei Yuan still accepted her gratitude with a smile and replied in a rather mundane manner, "No need to thank me. Just go upstairs and rest well; everything will be fine!"
Having figured out the source of Han Ling's troubles, Wei Yuan felt a bit more confident about healing her emotional scars. He had been dismissing Yuan Ziyi's suggestion to use himself as bait to help resolve Han Ling's fear of men, but it seemed he had dramatically fallen into this role.
Helping Han Ling twice in quick succession had indeed improved her prejudice against men, but Wei Yuan found himself entangled in the situation as well. It was like being severely dehydrated in the desert when someone hands you a bottle of water just as you're on the brink of despair; you would naturally come to rely on that person.
Wei Yuan was that person handing out water. In Yuan Ziyi's words, he unfortunately played the role of bait. Now, the serious question Wei Yuan faced was whether to continue in this role or not.
Xie Yufei seemed to notice this dilemma as well; her gaze toward Han Ling became confused. Was this sister truly the real expert?
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