Chapter 71

71. Who is the Greater Tea?“Me?” Lin Wu Ju frowned, “Does Mr. Su really enjoy following others around?”

“I’m just trying to stop you from breaking the law and prevent your evil actions.”

Lin Wu Ju nodded and smiled, “I’m afraid you are destined to fail. Because we have never acted directly. Just like Qin Long, the one who killed him was himself. They harmed themselves; they brought this upon themselves!”

“But if it weren’t for the Recycling Station and the Monster Alliance, their evil wouldn’t be continuously awakened. The difference between humans and animals is that humans can control their desires and wicked thoughts. Everyone has evil thoughts, but you forcefully opened the Pandora’s box of the victims and pressed it down hard, which ultimately led to tragedy.”

Su Zeheng spoke with righteous indignation.

“Perhaps some victims are indeed at fault, but the law will naturally punish them, and the Light Magic Society will punish them too.”

“Mr. Su is too naive.”

“I just believe that there is light and justice in this world. Whether the laws of the mortal realm or the magical realm are imperfect, they cannot be absent, nor can they be violated! Justice, no matter how small, will always exist, and it must exist.”

The whispered argument between the two drew the attention of many passersby around them.

The originally empty space was quickly filled with onlookers; many idle elderly and children were constantly peering in.

Seated on a stone bench, Zhao Meng Sheng noticed that Wen Han was continuously watching the two of them and quickly spoke up, “Are you hungry?”

He tried to divert her attention entirely onto himself.

“I’m not hungry,” Wen Han shook her head. “Who do you think will win?”

“Them?” Zhao Meng Sheng shifted into a know-it-all mode. “Mr. Lin’s skills are pretty good; his playing style is acceptable. As for that creep… I don’t know. By the way, Wen Han, who exactly is he?”

Wen Han turned her head and smiled slightly.

“Didn’t you already know? Just a creepy uncle.”

…

“It seems neither of us can convince the other.”

“We do not share the same path and cannot work together. Mr. Su should understand this principle.”

“Then let’s see whose true skills shine on the court.”

“I’ll accompany you! Last time we couldn’t decide a winner; this time we might have some fun on the court.”

The two, who had been talking, finally slowly stepped back amidst the gazes of the surrounding crowd, taking their places on either side.

Creak creak creak…

A child riding a tricycle happened to wobble slowly across the middle line.

At the same time, a summer breeze swept up fallen leaves, scattering them on the “battlefield” and adding a touch of melancholy to the evening glow.

The two were poised to start.

Meanwhile, Zhao Meng Sheng, sitting on the stone bench, began to feel the strain, sensing that his arm was growing increasingly painful.

“Hiss…” He couldn’t help but gasp, intentionally letting Wen Han hear his discomfort.

“Um?” Wen Han, knowing well, asked, “Meng Sheng, are you okay?”

“Just a minor issue!” Zhao Meng Sheng displayed a pained expression.

“Lin Wu Ju really is something!” Wen Han glared at the figure in the distance, “Meng Sheng, should I take you to the hospital?”

“This…” Zhao Meng Sheng hesitated for a moment.

It would be great to be alone with Wen Han.

Otherwise, her attention is entirely drawn to those two, making him uneasy.

“Let’s go to the hospital!” Wen Han stood up.

She glanced at the two in the distance.

Perfect, you continue your fight!

That way… I can freely showcase my abilities without holding back!

With a chuckle in her heart, Wen Han continued to look at Zhao Meng Sheng, “Let’s go; we don’t want to leave any injuries behind.”

“…Thanks for your concern.” Zhao Meng Sheng smiled slightly and left the Sports Park with Wen Han.

Just as they stepped out, he suddenly lowered his head in a pitiful manner, “Really, thank you.”

“Thank me? Why?”

“I haven’t had… this feeling of being cared for in a long time.” Zhao Meng Sheng shook his head. “When I was abroad, my family wasn’t around, and I didn’t have many friends. It was okay on regular days, but it was quite hard during the holidays… Thank you for making me feel cared for.”

“You…”

How utterly annoying.

Wen Han lowered her gaze in confusion, “Meng Sheng, this is what I should do.”

“What do you mean?!” Zhao Meng Sheng stopped, “Wen Han, you…?”

“Don’t misunderstand.” Wen Han quickly explained, “We are classmates and friends.”

“Sorry.” Zhao Meng Sheng wore a pitiful smile, “Maybe because I have so few friends, I tend to be overly enthusiastic, which can scare a lot of people… I hope I didn’t scare you.”

“Not at all.”

The two walked in silence, with Zhao Meng Sheng constantly calculating in his heart.

Since one of them had an injured arm and the other couldn’t drive, they had to take a taxi to the hospital.

An hour later, Zhao Meng Sheng, with his arm in a cast, looked helpless as he walked out with Wen Han.

“How embarrassing, I’ve let you see my disgrace.”

There are two ways to make a woman like you: one is to make her feel sorry for you, and the other is to make her admire you.

Like fragile crystal, shiny things always attract human attention in their primal state.

“No, it’s all my fault.” Wen Han lowered her head in guilt, “You fought with me for so long, and then had to face Lin Wu Ju; it must be because of me that… Meng Sheng, it’s all my fault!”

Is this big guy really so petty?

Alright! It’s just a competition of who’s more of a green tea! Let’s see who’s more tea!

“How could it be?!” Zhao Meng Sheng frowned, “It has nothing to do with you; I was just careless.”

“…Thank you, Meng Sheng, you’re very gentle.” As they walked out of the hospital, Wen Han sighed, “Honestly, I’ve liked you for a long time.”

After going through some incidents and having a few hours of conversation, she could start to “accidentally” reveal her feelings.

Men, after all, are into this kind of thing!

Moreover, for human beings, things that are “revealed unintentionally” often leave a deeper impression, making them believe it to be true.

“Oh?” Zhao Meng Sheng’s eyes lit up, “So… what about now?”

“I’ve lost the capacity to love.” Wen Han smiled wryly, “I’m not worthy of being liked by others, and… I no longer have the ability to like anyone.”

“You can’t give up on yourself!”

You still have to like me! If you don’t like me, how can I get with you?

Zhao Meng Sheng immediately frowned, “Wen Han, I won’t allow you to give up on yourself! Life is beautiful; you’re just waiting for someone who can truly love you to come and rescue you?”

Wen Han blinked, seemingly swallowing tears.

She quietly walked over to a flower bed outside the hospital and sat down, looking up at the splendid neon lights under the night sky.

“Will it really… happen?”

“It will.” Zhao Meng Sheng sat beside her, “Actually… do you know why I returned to the country this time?”