The Tycoon's Enchanted Mermaid-Chapter 51 - : Sincerity is the Killing Technique

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: Sincerity is the Killing Technique

Qingjiu Ruigu was cursing up a storm in front of the computer, fingers flying across the keyboard that clacked and rattled loudly, grinding his teeth as he employed every insult he could think of, and finally, when he was about to reply, he had exceeded the word limit on Weibo.

After sending it and hearing nothing for a long time, just as Qingjiu Rugu was smugly thinking that he had finally broken the opponent’s defense, the other party leisurely replied with four words: “What is this?”

Qingjiu Rugu: …

A taste of blood surged up his throat.

In a self-built house in a certain town, a middle-aged man who was completely frustrated suddenly stood up and furiously smashed his phone onto the computer, “Bang,” with a crash, the screen shattered.

Ah Da, who was energetically replying, suddenly received no more responses; what happened? Her finger clicked the reply button, but the system prompted, “You have been stopped from commenting.”

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Had that person just stopped her from replying?

Ah Da’s eyes lit up instantly; it felt a bit like a real duel where, in the middle of the fight, the opponent surrenders and flees, leaving her victorious.

Not only did she successfully drive off the opponent, but she also learned about the “stop commenting” function on Weibo, which was killing two birds with one stone. Ah Da was thrilled.

In the next two hours, Ah Da replied to nearly a hundred comments in the same position with her phone; most did not respond to her, and some that did quickly stopped her from replying after a few exchanges.

When Ah Da was about to take a break, she received a chat message in the background; an account called “Anti-Black Support Squad” had sent her an invitation with a postscript.

“Sis, your combat power is just too awesome! You also like Qingtong, right? If you do, join us! There’s strength in numbers; let’s support Qingtong against her detractors, and when Qingtong becomes famous far and wide, we’ll be the fan circle elders!”

Curious as a baby, Ah Da tried clicking the link and went straight in without waiting.

Bai Zhouliu (group leader): Welcome, welcome!

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Liking Qingtong: What’s Wrong?: Miss, you’re so fierce, battling so gallantly, welcome to our anti-black squad!

Ah Da asked: What is anti-black?

Bai Zhouliu (group leader): Wow, cutie, are you new to the fan circle? No wonder I saw you confronting the haters so straightforwardly, not swearing at all, quality stuff.

Ah Da was somewhat confused; she actually didn’t know how to swear and didn’t understand the slang in the insults others used, only knowing they were insulting, so she didn’t feel offended or angry.

Liking Qingtong: What’s Wrong?: Anti-black means hitting back when those haters insult Qingtong, or should I say, insulting them back (smile) Welcome Ah Da, little one, let’s strive together!

Ah Da’s username was just “Ah Da,” being called little one was quite novel and felt really fun.

Ah Da: Okay.

Bai Zhouliu (group leader): (laughing emoji pack)

Bai Zhouliu (group leader): Kiddo, you really speak so succinctly, just like a robot. No wonder those haters got thoroughly broken by you. It really feels like I’m using all sorts of elaborate moves, bustling about, and they just stand there calm and composed, and then they ask if I’m performing. If it were me, I’d break down and cough up blood too, hahaha.

Liking Qingtong: What’s Wrong?: Sincerity really is the ultimate weapon; I’ll give it a try next time (smile).

Ah Da couldn’t help but laugh a bit herself; she clicked into group settings and found that, including her, there were only three people in the group. It was pitifully small, no wonder thousands of comments trashing Bronze Sword on Weibo went unchallenged.

Bronze Sword really had it rough.

Ah Da left the group chat and thought about calling Su Qingtong, but then remembered her saying she’d be busy these days. Better not disturb her.

Seeing the time, it was already past nine and Qin Yu hadn’t returned yet, likely not coming back tonight.

Ah Da got up from the sofa, considering going back upstairs to rest. Without the incense, she had to return to the incense burner earlier, or she feared her body would shrink again.

Upon reaching upstairs and just about to open her room door, she heard noises from next door. Ah Da turned her head and was bombarded with questions by Wen Min, “Have you been staying with him in the same room?”

Wen Min’s face showed a mix of shock and anger, her eyes widened, her body trembling.

Ah Da said, “It was Qin Yu who asked me to stay with him.”

Wen Min couldn’t believe it, but she had no right to stop it, and could only watch helplessly as Ah Da entered the room.

Yes, she should have guessed it. The day Qin Yu personally carried her back, she knew he treated this girl differently. She just didn’t want to believe it, deliberately ignored it, and pretended not to see.

How could this be?

Bitterness surged in Wen Min’s heart, stinging her eyes painfully.

Yes, now that she saw, she should let go. All her actions would no longer make her feel guilty. A sad smile suddenly appeared on Wen Min’s devastated face, eerie and mad.

After entering the room, Ah Da didn’t turn on the light. She accurately walked towards the incense burner, but her steps suddenly halted midway, seemingly sensing something and slowly turning her head to look.

She saw five thumb-sized red lines extending from the middle of Qin Yu’s bed, moving in the air like living things, the lines shimmering with dots of light in the darkness.

Ah Da keenly sensed that something was not normal; she cautiously approached.

Upon closer inspection, she realized the five lines connected at a point. Ah Da carefully crouched down and discovered that all the red lines were connected to a diamond-shaped black block, which she recognized at once as the object Wen Min had buried in the flower bed.

Wasn’t that object buried by Wen Min in the soil? How could it suddenly appear here?

Could it be that Wen Min had dug the block out later and purposely placed it here? What was her purpose?

Strangely, Ah Da remembered seeing the lines as black last time, but this time they were red.

While Ah Da pondered, unknowingly another red line grew out of the black block. Like a snake with a mind of its own, it silently extended and coiled around her ankle. By the time Ah Da noticed, the red line had already burrowed fiercely into her flesh.

Ah Da’s face turned ashen with fright; her instinctual reaction to danger made her hesitate not a moment in reaching down and yanking the red line out forcibly, bringing with it blood.

“Uh…”

The pain was excruciating, making Ah Da tear up.

In an instant, all the red lines in the room attacked her like mad. Ah Da quickly stepped back, spreading her Spiritual Power and striking with full force. The Light Blade instantly severed all the red lines, which finally dispersed into smoke.

Somewhere in Capital City, within a certain villa, an old man in a Taoist robe wearing a white beard suddenly widened his eyes, his face contorted. After a moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight back.

The sudden situation greatly startled the people seated around the old man, causing a clamor of terror as they frantically called for an ambulance.

The room returned to calm. Ah Da, although naive and slow to react, had lived for thousands of years. These small tricks posed no real threat to her; she had just been insufficiently vigilant initially, which allowed her to be caught off guard.

Regarding this, Ah Da felt somewhat annoyed; her pale fingers touched the wound on her ankle. Although the bleeding had stopped, the bloody hole made by the red line remained, as large as a thumb.

Looking at the diamond-shaped block on the ground, Ah Da’s porcelain-white face turned grave. She couldn’t help but think, what if Qin Yu had been the first to enter the room? What would have happened to him?