Chapter 186: Senior Jiang
Chapter 186: Senior Jiang
Zheng Xinxin often thought about what her life would have been like if Jiang Xincheng hadn’t rescued her that day. Just the thought sent shivers down her spine.
The horror was too much for her to dwell on, leaving her endlessly grateful for meeting Jiang Xincheng—a man forever etched in her memory.
“What a pretty girl. Shame she doesn’t dress up. Once we get her to the hotel, we’ll give her a makeover. Make her look like a goddess before having fun.”
“I want black stockings and an ultra-short skirt, the kind that barely covers the thighs. And a business suit too—let’s see that uniform charm.”
“That’s too flashy. A student outfit would be better. Tianhai University’s uniform—now that’ll make things exciting.”
The Yellow River Three Ghosts discussed crudely while dragging Zheng Xinxin toward their car. At that moment, a taxi approached from the distance.
The trio paid no mind—countless cars had passed that day. Many had witnessed the scene on the luxury bus, yet none dared help.
It was a time of selfishness and cold hearts. Few acted in courage; many seized chaos for gain. Without the Flourishing Tang Empire’s protection, the Shenxia Alliance would’ve fallen to darkness like the Non-Aggression Pact Organization or Mowei Empire.
But the Yellow River Three Ghosts never expected this taxi’s purpose. Before they could react, three thick, earthen-yellow beams shot from the vehicle—each striking their heads.
Their strongest was only at Tendon-Forging Late Peak Stage. None could withstand Tiger’s Roar’s power. In an instant, they fell lifelessly, their skulls pierced through.
Before anyone grasped what happened, the Yellow River Three Ghosts were dead—slain at impossible speed. Zheng Xinxin collapsed, gaping at their bodies, too stunned to speak.
It wasn’t until a sharp-featured man in casual suit stepped from the taxi that the crowd snapped awake, erupting into cheers.
Jiang Xincheng photographed the corpses with his Handheld Computer and sent proof to Flourishing Tang Empire. After verification via video and unmasking the killers, confirmation arrived: the task was complete.
1,000 Flourishing Tang Points!
A single two-star urgent mission—over in mere seconds—earned him points worth millions of Credit Points. Truly generous rewards, matching common three-star tasks.
Smiling, Jiang Xincheng addressed the passengers: “The Credit Points stolen by Yellow River Three Ghosts will be returned. Don’t worry.”
“Thank you, hero!”
“That was my whole year’s savings—you saved us!”
“But the dead victims? Who compensates their families?”
“Are you with Department of Public Security? You must handle damages! We nearly died here! Where’s our compensation?”
Passengers showered gratitude, fury, and demands for payment. Jiang Xincheng ignored them all, turning away to leave.
“Explain yourself! Which branch of Department of Public Security are you?” A plump middle-aged woman blocked him shrilly. “Deal with our losses! These corpses! The broken bus! How do we return? Give answers before leaving!”
Facing the unreasonable crowd, Jiang Xincheng’s expression hardened. He shoved past her. “Move. I’m not Department of Public Security.”
He’d already contacted authorities for cleanup. He had zero patience for ungrateful victims trying to pick fights.
His icy glare stunned the woman, chilling her into retreating involuntarily. She watched him stride back to his taxi.
“Senior Jiang! Thank you!”
A timid voice called from behind. Jiang Xincheng turned to see an elegant, tear-stained girl. His brows lifted. “You study at Tianhai University?”
“Zheng Xinxin—freshman in School of Foreign Languages, Class One. I recognized you from the Dragon-Phoenix Bulletin photos.”
He nodded warmly. “Heading to campus? I’ll treat you to a meal when we meet. Take care.”
“Yes! Thank you, Senior!” Zheng Xinxin beamed.
He slipped into the taxi and sped toward the airport.
“So he really wasn’t Department of Public Security? Just a student who acted courageously! But how will our stolen Credit Points return?”
“He probably meant the Department will restore them soon.”
“True to Tianhai University elites! Yellow River Three Ghosts terrorized this area. Yet he wiped them out instantly!”
Passengers murmured admiration while watching his cab vanish.
“Girl—is this ‘Senior Jiang’ prestigious at university?” one traveler suddenly asked Zheng Xinxin.
Her delicate face flushed with worship. “He’s celebrated! In June’s All-School Martial Examination, he claimed Chief Student titles for freshman, sophomore, AND junior years! He even ranked top three among seniors! Tianhai hails him as most likely to reach Rain Transformation Realm! Soon, he’ll enter Cloud Condensation Realm as a Great Yuan Warrior—a pillar of our city!”
Silence blanketed the crowd. To these Muscle Training Realm civilians, Tendon Training Primordial Warrior was awe-inspiring—Cloud Condensation Great Yuan Warrior? That remained a lifelong dream they’d never grasp.