Chapter 66: He Is Still a Child

Late at night, Wei Youlong and his mother finally returned from the hospital. He was unharmed, but their beloved car was battered all over, nearly scrapped on the road, with three lug nuts missing from the wheels.

Wei’s mother made a rough calculation: they had collided with seventeen or eighteen cars, thankfully none as expensive as theirs. They’d run six or seven red lights, switched lanes incorrectly several times—she had no idea how much the fines would total.

“Son, when you get back to school, you must behave yourself. Your mother nearly had to retake her driving test because of you.” She stood on tiptoe, smoothing the yellow hair on Wei Youlong’s head.

“I understand. I promise I’ll behave.” Wei Youlong dared not reveal what had happened the previous night; the experience was too bizarre for anyone to believe. For now, he was determined not to provoke Chen Fan, wishing he could forget the man's existence entirely.

The morning’s events were so strange that he couldn’t explain why he’d been unable to speak. At the hospital’s oral clinic, he saw the best specialist, spent thousands, and still got no answers. By noon, after much fuss, he miraculously regained his ability to speak. Before he could rejoice, his mother was again convinced by the doctors to take him for a neurology checkup and a slew of random scans, costing nearly ten thousand more. Nothing was found—he was perfectly healthy, though his spirit was already shattered.

Wei Youlong even considered transferring schools. What if Chen Fan, on a whim, barged in again some day when he was defenseless? Wouldn’t all his dignity be lost?

“Mom, can I transfer schools?” he asked timidly.

Wei’s mother was startled, placing a hand on his forehead to check his temperature. “Son, are you confused? Do you know how much your father and I did to get you into Abyss Fish University? Now you’re telling me you want to transfer? Look around Abyss Fish City—no faculty can compare with Abyss University.”

Wei Youlong didn’t know how to explain. He’d never been the one to make decisions about big family matters. He mumbled, “There’s nothing in Abyss Fish, but we could transfer to the Imperial Capital. Anyway, I’ll study abroad for a gold-plated diploma someday. This university—”

His mother interrupted, “Don’t even think about it. I won’t agree. The Imperial Capital and Abyss Fish are north and south—if you go out there and get yourself killed, no one will even collect your body. It’s safer under your parents’ protection.”

“Mom… isn’t that a bit much? Am I really that hopeless?” Wei Youlong’s voice sank lower, barely finishing his sentence.

“Count for yourself. Since middle school, you’ve gotten several girls pregnant. If your father and I hadn’t helped you settle things, your tiny criminal tool would have been chopped off and fed to the pigs.”

Wei Youlong shrank in terror, instantly transforming into a eunuch.

“No changing universities. Don’t cause trouble. Focus on your studies. We’ll handle the overseas arrangements. I don’t want to send a coffin out,” she said, her voice full of disappointed anger.

“How about switching departments? I want to transfer to the School of Finance.” Seeing that transferring schools was impossible, Wei Youlong compromised. “Since I’ll study business abroad anyway, a finance or economics major is more suitable. Accounting is just bookkeeping—it sounds like working for someone else.”

His mother finally relented. “Alright, alright. I’ll talk it over with your father. It shouldn’t be too hard to arrange.”

“Thank you, Mom.” Wei Youlong forced a smile, relieved to distance himself from the ill-fated Chen Fan.

“Yuzheng, you’re back!” His mother rushed to greet her husband. “You’ve heard about this morning, right? We can’t let this slide.”

Wei Youzheng took off his suit, handed it to the butler, unbuttoned his cuffs, and flexed his wrists. “But the police said there was nothing suspicious on the surveillance footage. Who are you planning to catch?”

His wife, indignant, replied, “Who else? Round up all the students who offended our boy. Expel them, lock them up for ten days or half a month, just to vent our anger.”

A businessman at heart, Wei Youzheng had built a vast enterprise but still relied on the favor of those above. He didn’t want to hurt innocents—especially those with more power.

He bypassed his wife and asked Wei Youlong, “Tell me, do you remember what the person who harmed you looked like?”

Wei Youlong shook his head and improvised, “I remember nothing. Everything went black, and when I woke up, I was like this.”

“Do you think it was those students?” his father pressed.

“No. From what I know about them, they don’t have the guts or the means. Dad, did you offend someone powerful outside?”

Wei Youlong feigned innocence and even asked seriously.

Wei Youzheng fell silent, pondering. In his years in business, he’d made plenty of enemies. Could it be that he’d recently angered a new power, and his son was caught in the crossfire?

“When you were tied up, did you hear them say anything?”

Wei Youlong thought for a moment and chose to reveal half the truth. “They said I shouldn’t mess with those girls, or I’d be sorry.”

“So it’s true.” His father struck his palm, as if finally understanding. “Don’t cause trouble on campus anymore. Be careful when you pursue girls—find out their background first. You’re not a child; can’t you take relationships seriously?”

Wei Youlong could only agree, “I promise not to cause any more trouble. I won’t act recklessly again.”

“eeeee~”

Wei Youzheng turned to see his wife hesitating. “Dear, do you want to say something?”

“eeeee~”

He turned back to Wei Youlong. “What’s wrong with your mother?”

Wei Youlong scratched his head. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s like what happened to me this morning—she suddenly can’t speak, but she’ll recover soon.”

A businessman’s instincts made Wei Youzheng uneasy. He scanned the room nervously. “I think our family’s been cursed. We need to invite a priest to ward off evil.”

“Dad, we live in an age of science, not superstition,” Wei Youlong protested. Those so-called priests were just fortune-telling scammers, easily swindling tens of thousands; that money would be better spent on his own pleasures.

“Quiet! Last time you got someone pregnant, it was a priest who solved it. You good-for-nothing, I should have just wiped you off with a tissue,” his father snapped. “You also need to change your name to wash away bad luck.”

“Oh, maybe you should check on Mom first.” Wei Youlong hung his head, not daring to meet anyone’s gaze.

…

Back in his dorm, Chen Fan was idly chatting with Li Peijun. After hearing about Wei’s mother’s formidable exploits from Li, he decisively silenced her.

Chen Fan didn’t know that his casual action had revolutionized the gunfight version of Werewolf. The supporting Seer role was developed into a demolition playstyle by a mysterious player, using flares to destroy terrain and inflict massive damage on werewolves in collapsing buildings. It became legendary overnight.

There’s nothing that demolishing a building can’t solve. If there is, just tear it all down.