Chapter 70

Chapter 1: Do You Admit Your Guilt? I Admit You’re a Fool!

Mr. Su and Mr. Lin

“Sure!”

Even before Lin Wu Ju could speak, Wen Han immediately leaned closer.

“Meng Sheng, Xiao Lin used to be quite good at badminton too!”

“Really?” Zhao Meng Sheng’s gaze became more vigilant, “Mr. Lin has learned?”

Lin Wu Ju glanced at Wen Han and could only nod helplessly, “I know a bit, but I’m not as good as Mr. Zhao.”

“No way! Those who say such things are usually experts hiding their skills!” The edge in Zhao Meng Sheng’s voice was sharp, completely forgetting that he had just said the same thing, “Running is a sport, and badminton is also a sport. Mr. Lin, are you interested in having a friendly match?”

Wen Han skillfully rubbed her arms and said, “I’m feeling a bit tired; you two go ahead while I watch from the side.”

This statement made Zhao Meng Sheng even more eager to show off.

If Wen Han watched how he defeated Lin Wu Ju, making him lose face, he could completely regain the dignity he had lost earlier.

He instantly broke into a smile, “What does Mr. Lin think?”

Lin Wu Ju silently looked at the two and finally nodded, “If that’s the case, let’s give it a try.”

……

The evening sun painted the horizon in deep red.

The moon and sun hung simultaneously on either side of the world, maintaining its balance like a scale.

Inside the Sports Park.

Dressed in sporty attire like a schoolgirl, Wen Han sat on a stone bench, looking like a girl who had just come of age.

In front of her, Lin Wu Ju and Zhao Meng Sheng stood on opposite sides.

“Mr. Lin, you must not go easy on me,” Zhao Meng Sheng glanced at Wen Han.

Facing Lin Wu Ju, he completely revealed his wild side; at the moment of serving, the shuttlecock shot off like a bullet, whizzing through the center line.

Lin Wu Ju instantly turned his gaze, and with a quick step, he hit it back with a smack.

“Great technique!” Zhao Meng Sheng sneered, suddenly dashing forward again, feigning a move to the right.

Smack!

The shuttlecock hit the ground.

As Lin Wu Ju sprinted left, he looked back with a smile, standing up straight without a word.

“Mr. Zhao’s technique is indeed very good.” He smiled slightly.

“Nonsense!” Zhao Meng Sheng, fueled by vanity, couldn’t help but glancing at Wen Han, “I haven’t played in years; I must have embarrassed Mr. Lin.”

Lin Wu Ju smiled silently, picking up the shuttlecock and hitting it with force.

Zhao Meng Sheng dashed forward, but to his surprise, the shuttlecock hadn’t been served; it fell vertically in front of Lin Wu Ju.

At the moment it hit the ground, Lin Wu Ju finally made his move, sending the shuttlecock unexpectedly behind Zhao Meng Sheng.

Smack!

The sound of the shuttlecock hitting the ground came from behind him.

Zhao Meng Sheng narrowed his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly, “…Mr. Lin’s skills aren’t bad either.”

“It’s Mr. Zhao who let me win.”

“…How polite.”

This Mr. Lin isn’t simple!

But with Wen Han watching closely, how could he lose?

Zhao Meng Sheng took a deep breath, picked up the shuttlecock, and closed his eyes.

The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes, the shuttlecock flew out of his hand like lightning, heading straight for Lin Wu Ju.

Smack!

Lin Wu Ju reacted quickly, blocking the shuttlecock with his chest, which fell to the ground.

“Sorry about that,” Zhao Meng Sheng scratched his head, “Did I hurt you?”

“…It’s fine.”

“Shall we continue?”

“Sure.”

The silent Lin Wu Ju calmly picked up the shuttlecock that had fallen.

Raising his eyes, the shuttlecock suddenly flew out of his hand.

Smack!

Zhao Meng Sheng quickly countered, this time aiming for Lin Wu Ju’s head.

Lin Wu Ju remained composed and delivered a powerful return.

Smack!

This hit was incredibly fast, suddenly striking Zhao Meng Sheng’s arm.

Zhao Meng Sheng let out a painful yell, the racket falling from his hand.

“Ah—!”

“Yikes!” Wen Han stood up with a grin, “Meng Sheng, are you alright?”

She rushed over, and Zhao Meng Sheng immediately clutched his arm, “Hiss…”

“Does it hurt?” Wen Han’s face grew more worried.

This concern and care intensified Zhao Meng Sheng’s pain, and he tried to appear indifferent: “It’s nothing, just a small injury… hiss!”

“You’re hurt,” suppressing her laughter, Wen Han looked concerned, “Alright, you two should stop playing.”

Lin Wu Ju put away his racket and quickly ran over, “Is Mr. Zhao alright?”

“No problem.” Zhao Meng Sheng shot him a glare, “I’m tough, but if it were someone else, they might not endure that hit from Mr. Lin.”

The veiled mockery didn’t faze Lin Wu Ju; he continued smiling, “Then let’s call it a day for today.”

“Isn’t that Mr. Lin?” At that moment, another voice suddenly rang out.

The three of them froze and turned in unison.

The next second, Zhao Meng Sheng frowned, “Aren’t you that pervert? You still want to disturb Wen Han?!”

As he spoke, he stood up immediately, but felt a sharp pain in his hand as he raised it.

It seemed that his hand really was injured…

“Pervert?” Lin Wu Ju looked at the approaching figure with interest, “Mr. Su doesn’t seem to have a good reputation.”

Opposite them, Su Zeheng finally stopped walking, looking somewhat helpless: “It was just a misunderstanding.”

“What brings Mr. Su here?”

“I happened to pass by.”

“Happened to?!” Lin Wu Ju sneered, “That’s quite a coincidence.”

“It’s quite a coincidence that you are here too, Mr. Lin.”

“Your coincidence and my coincidence are different.”

“How is your coincidence different from mine?”

“Mr. Su is still the same as ever.”

“And Mr. Lin remains unchanged as well.”

The two exchanged smiles, but when Wen Han looked up, she saw two beams of light, invisible to ordinary people, clashing fiercely.

Interesting.

She grinned and immediately stood up, “Xiao Lin, why don’t you play with him?”

“Oh?” Lin Wu Ju shook his racket, “Mr. Su, would you be interested?”

Feeling the challenge, Su Zeheng replied calmly, “If Mr. Lin has a proposal, I wouldn’t mind joining.”

The two smiled again, appearing as though they were good friends.

Zhao Meng Sheng stood by, momentarily dumbfounded.

What the hell, am I not the main character here?!!

How did these two suddenly appear out of nowhere…?

He looked at Wen Han with confusion, who immediately showed her concern: “Meng Sheng, shall we take a rest over there? Let them play.”

“…Okay.”

Wen Han is so concerned about me; it seems she hasn’t forgotten me.

Rather than trying to attract her attention by playing, wouldn’t it be better to just be with her?

Besides, my hand is already hurt; if I play for real… it probably wouldn’t work. Now there’s a perfect opportunity to step down.

Zhao Meng Sheng agreed immediately, walking with Wen Han to sit on the stone bench.

As the sun sank lower, the Sports Park was filled with more local residents taking evening strolls after dinner.

On either side of the center line marked by stones.

Su Zeheng and Lin Wu Ju faced each other, inches apart, lips almost touching.

“Mr. Su has been following Wen Han all along?” Lin Wu Ju gripped his racket, “Isn’t that a bit illegal?”

“The duty of the Light Magic Society is to keep an eye on every member of the Recycling Station, even if…”

He paused halfway through, closing his mouth.

He understood that Wen Han had her reasons, but he couldn’t reveal them, or her situation would become even more difficult.

After a moment of hesitation, he smiled slightly, “Haven’t you noticed that someone is also following you, Mr. Lin?”